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CATKINS have opened on Hazels at the foot of Storrs Hill. It may be the warmth of the south-facing slope that has brought them on ahead of others in the local woods and hedges, which still have their catkins tight shut. But, also, this may be a slightly different variety of hazel. They were planted about ten years ago as part of a landscaping project.
A Kestrel hovers over the crest of the hill. I'm surprised to see so much Gorse in flower on the slope below.
In our back garden, a Coal Tit returns repeatedly to the peanut feeder.
The Kingfisher follows its regular beat along the canal bank.
At the marshy field we hear birdsong. A Mistle Thrush is singing, not from a branch or post, as you might expect, but from the ground in the middle of an expanse of grass. It flies off with its mate.