I'm now illustrating the chapter on trees for the Bristol Downs wildlife book, so I've been out on the bike collecting leaves so that I can draw them. The ash was really pongy; a not unpleasant smell to start with, but I was thoroughly tired of it by the time I'd done this drawing.
I stopped off at Peregrine Point while I was out, and watched three juvenile peregrines having a mock dogfight over Leigh Woods. They swooped and flicked between the trees and dived into the gorge and... it was quite a show. I'm lucky to have this sort of thing five minutes from home.