With all other sources of exercise forbidden I was starting to feel that my usual half hour round the local fields wasn't quyite enough. Today I turned left into the lane instead of right and went into Cowcroft Wood. A green woodpecker was very audible but didn't come within sight. Just as I entered the wood, however, I did see a treecreeper working its way up one of the trees. Naturally it didn't stay still long enough for a photo.
Some of the old brick clay diggings are very impressive, filled now with so much regrowth that they could be mistaken for natural features.
Without any sense of scale from people the photo doesn't do the view justice.
I took a zig zag route through the wood comingout by the trig point, which must have been among far less undergrowth when it was used for surveying.
Walking past Ladies' Wood I heard a buzzard scream, which makes a change from the kites, a few seconds later it circled overhead before vanishing behind the trees. On the other side the skylarks were singing.
Coming back along the headlands somebody had been pressing flints into the ground to leave a message.
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