A beautiful, still, calm sunny day. A truly spring day, where you could actually feel the warmth of the sun! March has certainly come in like a lamb.
It was such a still day, that every sound travelled for miles; a dog barking across the valley, children shouting, even the sound of a distant rugby match from across the other side of the River Usk.
The woods were alive with resonating bird song; great tits, blue tits, long-tailed tits descending on mass on to an alder, chaffinches, rooks and even the cry of seagulls who had strayed inland. The woodpecker was busy drilling again sounding like loud machine gun fire. Blackbird alarm calls were reverberating through the trees as the males have Spring fever and are aggressively sparring, fighting over territory and females (same story in every species it seems!). A beautiful little tree- creeper was scurrying up and down an oak, I have very rarely heard one of these sing, but even this one stopped for a quick tune on
such a glorious day.
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