Sweet little fungus!

Little to read; lots to watch.

I was looking up at swifts and they were smaller than the motes in my eyes.

Instead of a kingfisher, a swan and four big cygnets.

Divo considering how much of a threat I pose.

Looking up as I sat under the young oak in the copse.

Metaphorically speaking.

It looks pretty good from a distance.

Another trip to Burnham Beeches.

Rather cool starling shadow!

On the hope of hoglets.

The intermingling branches of a pair of oaks.

Back at the church over the spring.

The life and times of a singular SoB.

The perfume of the jasmine is incredible. I can't get enough of it.

Bear in mind this was more than two weeks ago.

About trees, birds, blessings and activism.

It's in the gardens of a block of flats so I couldn't really get close.

...and finding a badger sett.

This time, it's the Driveways under attack. Maybe the first squirrel was as small as this at the start... I can hardly believe it: this...