First there are primroses, then wild daffs, then bluebells..

That splash is a dog...

Woods full of wild daffodils

must be cold in there..

Blue sky in March...

Daffodils Clifford Bridge woods.

I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high

Harry stick fetching in the River Teign

The freezing temperatures don't seem to bother him at all.

Dartmoor early March 2008

This is part of our farm taken from a hill opposite.
We start from just above the shiny bales to the left of the centre, the green field is our boundary then the land goes to the right across a secluded wood. We don't allow the horses in there due to badger sets but there are foxes and deer and the birds are very tame being unused to seeing many humans.