It was sunny and clear as I set off for the cemetery and Gooseman's Field on 17th although slightly more chilly than of late at 13.5C and the easterly wind making it cooler still. I was pleased to hear chiffchaff again singing loudly in the cemetery and woodland burial ground and also surprised and delighted when I flushed a woodcock out of Gooseman's Drain whilst walking around the burial ground. I enjoyed photographing the snakeshead fritillaries that flower profusely on a grave in the cemetery; they increse every year. The burial ground also produced a superb fresh speckled wood. Once on Gooseman's Field I began to hear skylarks singing, suspended high in the sky almost out of sight, their beautiful song cascading down. As usual, Gooseman's produced the most butterflies with 10 peacock, another speckled wood, 8 small tortoiseshell and 2 comma. Quite a few of these early butterflies are now beginning to look quite worn. The final treat from Gooseman's was my first yellowhammer in a while.
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