There was a right hullaballoo up at Caer Rocks today as a buzzard tucked into his Sunday lunch, much to the vocal dismay of a horde of jackdaws...no doubt mourning the loss of a distant cousin. The moles have also been pretty busy up there. It must have been getting real stuffy underground during the freezing weather; but with the thaw they've been emerging for a breath of fresh air and creating a rash of molehills.

All is quiet with Four Seasons until the Seville oranges appear in a few weeks time, which means I've got plenty of time to catch up with paperwork ( picture, if you can, the cartoon elongation of my nose).

Yes the snow has gone, for the time being, but it was a nice shot of Ollie.