I have a dream.
One year I will find Devon's first Wheatear of Spring at the Nose.
I've never even been close.
Thus it proved again this year, with as of time of writing, pretty every-figging-where in Devon - including the north coast ffs* - having at least one.
Not here, oh no.
::Sulks::
Ahem.
Spring Thing that doesn't avoid me;
Daffydowndilly
First attempt's failure led to me shooting gulls.
[Oh yes, I'm going there...]
One, two, three, four..
Well, I found nothing particularly original or inspiring, but I'd given it a solid go, at least.
Have some more purdy stuff,
Much prettier
Closer-to,
Danish Scurvygrass
Thale Cress
Things would change.
A bit.
Be Seeing You...
[[* For Felicia's Sake. What did you think I meant??? ]]
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