Bird's nest

 Birds in our garden include the blackbird that sings each morning. A few weeks ago, my lodger warned me of a blackbird's nest in a bush near the patio, and to tell the gardeners not to disturb the birds. All seems well and the fledglings have flown.

Now that I can look at the empty nest, I'm both saddened and glad to see that it's lined with the soft white down from my chickens that the fox caught last month. 

Spring smells

Don't you like spring? The clematis armandii at dusk, as the blackbirds sing and my hens settle for sleep, scents the air as strong as honeysuckle.
Spring beckons. Tadpoles have grown from the spawn. All is well.
Even our kitchen looks spring like as it emerges in cream and green from the dust of the last few weeks.

Sunday spring flowers

Our bluebell walk is in our own garden. These are real English bluebells. Aren't we lucky?

Blossoming clematis

I worked at home a couple of glorious days this week. The plants are promising blossoms. This clematis armandi has hundreds of buds.