Kingston Maurward, February

[puddleshark]

A day off work. Headed over to Kingston Maurward, because hope springs eternal, even when I know it's too early for the spring flowers to be out in the Spring Garden...





A peaceful walk around the lake, on a cold grey winter morning. Just me and the mallards. And the occasional lurking student from the agricultural college. A little icy drizzle in the air.



On the south facing slopes by the house, spring has started to arrive:












The first bumblebee of the year, so heavily coated in crocus pollen that it could scarcely see where it was flying.