Friday last was summer.24 degrees and a number of my senior golfing mates were there with white legs bravely displayed in shorts! Saturday was also "mild" so Carol and I went for a walk at Upwood and visited Lady's Wood which we had been to before when the winter scene was on. What a transformation - all the trees fully clothed in their leaves, crab apples with glorious white blossom and best of all - a carpet of bluebells. The country has burst into life and we are now waiting to hear a cuckoo although Arthur "The Thatcher" tells me that they have been noticeable for their absence in the past few years. But we have seen a number of swifts and house martins (at the old Houghton Mill) and not as I had expected building their nests on the walls of the Abbey Stables Flats where we live.
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