Woods Mill

Feeling happy this morning, although the tiredness has far from abated. Lorraine and I deciding to go for a walk in the small wood at Woods Mill. The downs misty and the clouds leaning into the valleys. Signs of spring in the woods however. We sat in the bird hide for a while, looking at the woodland birds darting about, and then sought out snowdrops. Lorraine eagle eyed in the spotting mushrooms on logs and buds on bushes.

Otherwise a quiet day, though chatting a bit to Mark and Sam during the day.

Below lichen, bullrushes among the reeds, waterweed, mushrooms in a moss forest and snowdrops