Feels like I've been barely inside all
day, I've been parkrunning, walking and cycling, discarding my jacket and letting the sun hit my skin, taking the edge off the occasional northerly chill in the air. The hedgerows are busy with restless orange tips; small whites and large whites are on the wing and proving to be equally difficult to photograph.
Blooms are shining in the sun, hawthorn blossom is everywhere. I'm allowed to have ice creams in the market square, and listen to Radio 4 plays while on the move - that makes me sound old. I didn't think about work, and enjoyed my tea at Rumbles on the Sconce.
A simple day, but a greatly pleasurable one.
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| Fly on a buttercup |
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| Sickly red tailed bumblebee |
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| Tree bumblebee on a white bluebell |
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| The perfect buttercup |
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| Unknown bee drinking nectar |
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| Twenty plume moth in my kitchen |
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