I went for a walk late in the evening in a nearby park and there was birdsong everywhere. There was one bird sitting low down in a tree, belting out its call so loudly that it was almost uncomfortable to be nearby. I never saw it so it was probably something small and brown.

Blackbirds are the best. They often sit on the roof ridge or the TV antenna of our neighbours’ house and sing all evening.

I don’t have the equipment to photograph them, so here’s yet another a spring flower instead.