St David's Day

The First of March. A glorious, crisp, blue-sky day, so I abandoned my plans for the morning and headed up on to the moor.

I couldn't believe it: Nature had decided that Spring was on us already. I spotted my first March hare, male skylarks were singing their hearts out high in the sky, and I heard my first curlew calling across the moors.

It'll be snowing within a week, mark my words.

Skylark
An early skylark.

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Postscript: It snowed briefly two days later. Then came a heavy hail-storm. It's not quite Spring yet, despite appearances to the contrary!

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