It's been quite a week for Nature here.
At the end of last week I think I saw a little owl, just a glimpse, when driving home at dusk. Nothing else it could have been, really. And I had the same with a ?cuckoo the other day. Not a pigeon. Not a jackdaw. Weird raptor-type wings but not a kestrel or falcon.
And having not seen a fox for over a year, I saw the back half of one. Then I saw 4 muntjac in the space of 24 hours - one crossing the road (young, Green Cross Code not yet fully absorbed) and 3 in the woods, including a buck which stared at me for a few seconds before deciding that yes, he could hear a dog whining and should nope it out of there. Saw a hare this evening going hell for leather over a cultivated field (that hasn't been drilled yet because the farmer's son has buggered his leg).
It's also dog rose and honeysuckle season, and in places the air is heady with the scent of elderflowers. And butterfly numbers are building up.
Besides all of that, the sky... This afternoon, walking B&B, about 60% of the sky was doing that heavenly firmament thing, an almost surreal blue with wisps of wind-blown cloud. The other 40% was threatening doom, and pissing down on a large chunk of Suffolk. As the dogs and I did our circuit, the 40% slowly wheeled around in our direction. We'd have got back to the car in time had I not stopped to admire the lightning and listen to a weather god having a good go on the timpani - 15+ seconds, very impressive. As it was, we only got a little bit wet, and it was totally worth it.