"Hang Spring Cleaning!"

I should be working, but the sun is out, the air is mild, the Doberman wants to play, and to quote Shakespeare - 'I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, where oxslips and the nodding violet grows'. So I'm going to take the dogs there for a nice walk.

I think this is my favourite time of the year, the weather's mild and inviting, all the summer birds are returning (I saw my first Swift of the year yesterday and the House Martins are back and patching up last years nest). The heaths are covered in flowering gorse bushes, which fill the air with a perfume like sweet coconut, and high up in the air, you can hear the 'loo-loo' of ascending Woodlarks.