Unfortunately the nuthatches that visited my feeding station last year are strangely absent, maybe they just found a better hostess. I hope so better that reason than thinking they did not make it through the long winter. However this nuthatch was enjoying his nuts in the Victorian garden in Pleasington. The small pond could do with a refill but there's still enough water for a reflection of the surrounding trees and Harry my black lab. Btw that's Phil in the background. Hiding behind the rushes are these colourful marsh marigolds.
At the back of the garden the Wildlife Trust people are doing a bit of excavation work, looks like they unearthed a bit of cherub pottery along with some other less interesting bits and pieces.