Spring is Sprung

Birds screeched above Sandy yesterday. A pair of peregrine falcons commanded the sky, sending pigeons bursting for safety out of the woodland. It seemed to be a mating flight. We're all getting ready for Spring.
It was another of those fine 'birds as omens' as well - I was taking the walk having just sold our house. The agent had been marketing it for all of an hour - click for the tour!. Where are we going? Who's to say. I guess my gypsy blood has bubbled up to the fore again and it's just time to hit the road.
I'll miss the walks from here though - especially the loop that takes in the home reserve of the RSPB. This picture's from this morning's walk - archetypically English, birds nesting in a thatched mailbox. Thank God for Spring.