St Brigid's Eve; celandines and mistle thrushes

Happy St Brigid's Day! Here she is with some oystercatchers, known in Gaelic and Irish as 'Brigid's servants' - Gille-Brìde, or Giolla Brighde, depending on which side of the water you're on. They saved her life once, by concealing her in seaweed when she was being pursued by blokes with evil intent. We don't get oystercatchers on the canal, though we do see the occasional sandpiper and egret. But yesterday's bird, on our walk in the woods, was the mistle thrush calling at Smelly Bridge.

very velvety new antlers on this roebuck

a dormouse box

King Alfred's Cakes, because they look burned. They make good firelighters.

coming out of the woods, there's Eve!

 

the first celandine!