So a quick expedition to the RSPB reserve at Ham Wall a little west of Glastonbury follows.
Even before I have the car door open, I can here the cuckoo calling and then, a little later, that other rare bird, the bittern, is booming from deep in the marshes.
|Mute swans with their seven cygnets and Glastonbury tor behind.|
|One of the main drains.|
|The bittern drifts along the reed bed|
|Somewhat battered peacock butterfly|
|May blossom (Hawthorn)|
More on Ham Wall here.
Time to put my summer hat on and... go back to work.