Meadow morning

The sparkle of early morning and the forecast for a grim day to come persuaded  me to join the doggy rush hour in Pipe Hall Farm Woodland Trust reserve.

No bunnies - too much barking.  No butterflies or moths - sun but too damp. No sign of tree creepers creeping and even the jays arguing were out of sight.

But it was pure magic, with strong light - quite a challenge for a blip.