April woods

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Sunshine and blustery wind. Took a walk through the woods at N. The oaks not yet in leaf, but everywhere a distant fuzz of bright April green, as the hazel and birch understorey bursts into leaf. Ferns unfurling. Robins, chiffchaffs & wrens singing, and loudest of all (ear defenders required) the song thrushes.







The woods are very, very, very wet. And it's even wetter on the path alongside the marshes. But at no point did the mud come up over the top of my wellies. Because they are very tall wellies.


Tiny bright orange Bog Beacon fungus (Mitrula paludosa) in the bog pools.




After the wettest spring I have ever known, the Tea Brown Lake has expanded its territories to include part of the woods.


No spaniel-generated abstracts these days, but luckily the blustery wind was willing to play.