LInnet are calling somewhere amongst the golden gorse bushes. But the birds which perch amongst the ash buds are long-tailed tits.
Redstart are come, on cue. I heard one several days ago but today is my first sighting. He's rather too far off to photograph well, but he's in fine voice. The whitebeam leaf-buds unfurl, pale as flowers. And Scout Scar escarpment has all the freshness of Maytime.
I hear the alarm call of a stonechat. It must be the bird I found here about a fortnight ago. So there are at least two stonechat breeding on Scout Scar. There were years when it was impossible to find any, so that's good news.
Lily of the Valley is a beautiful flower and grows wild in a few places on the limestone.