The Kingfishers look to be back, as if from a long vacation the way they were scooting up and down the river checking out what had changed. What a heart lifter the first glimpse of the metallic spear shooting off down the river was, but then to have two chasing each other over the woods and playing fields made my day. And with the male Blackcap pottering about the hedges by the stables and later the singing Treecreeper I was loathed to go to work (when am I not!). A good day.
... and signing out on a high, have some catkins just about to pop out in all their furry loveliness