Great Dug Dale near Warter is a delight on the first proper day of summer.
Red Kites overhead, this first looking a bit ragged with a tail feather missing.
Dug Dale is open access land and sits beneath the arable fields above.
The May is now well and truly out. What seems like a blanket of white is in fact a confection of pinks and yellows floating on top of the white petals.
We climbed so high that flecks of snow clung to the rocks as we found a cave leading to an enchanted land...
It was a hot day so it might have been bird lime and a hole in the roots of an ash tree but it's nice to think.
Anothet Red Kite on the way back, along with a kestrel fighting with a lapwing, a buzzard and a sparrowhawk, all except the kite evading my camera..
One day I will get a kites head in focus.
On the way back we had an interesting chat with a gamegeeper feeding his pheasants who told us of Marsh Harriers, the numbers of kite nests, possible hen harriers and redstarts.
Back at Warter the home field looked a picture...
Except for one poor sheep who seemed to have got over-eager with the supplement bucket...
Her lamb didn't seem to mind...
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