Events following the end of the World.(an exaggeration)

  Monday evening looked like the world was going to end...

It loomed and threatened and then it did nothing., and on Tuesday
we returned to North Cliffe Woods.

The bluebells had been replaced by white daisy-like flowers that have
elluded my research.  There are so many of them that I ought to be able to
find out sooner or later.

A young GS Woodpecker was calling to a sibling in a tree a little further on. 
It was so well fitted into the cleft of the tree that we would have missed it if it wasn't
calling from time to time...

A small copper posing nicely...

A ladybird but is it a native or an alien Harlequin in disguise?...

A close up of the things that are not daisys, the blue fringing is not a computer fiddle...