While others are basking in warm sunshine, surrounded by orchids and butterflies, those of us in the Third World (east Kent) are still feeling the blast of wind off the cold North Sea. Could be worse, I suppose - could be in Northumberland.
The weekend was warm enough (if shelter be found) to dust off the bike for a jaunt along the Warren at Folkestone. Few images, but a pleasant time (especially since it is flat).
Half a dozen Lesser Whitethroats were heard or seen (no Commons yet) and a Common Redstart - no butterflies at all in this area usually rich with them. The insects that were around were keeping their heads down.
Back at base, a Corn Bunting clung to a perch to sing, into the the wind.