A comma by Elm Avenue Sports ground, apparently celebrating as an overweight bunch of pub footballers in green slotted a goal, and then a small tortoiseshell seemingly chasing down a brimstone on the cycle path, like a lepidopteral red baron chasing down a hapless victim.
It's another lovely day out there.
Lots of birds are gathering nesting materials, a pair of cute house sparrows in the bush outside my window; a pair of blue tits in a tree round balderton lake, and a moorhen on the same lake seemingly with a nest already constructed.
Life is in the air. My raw thousand cuts hands are starting to heal as the weather warms up. Things are looking up.