March Winds and Daffodils

"March comes in like a lion..." is the saying. This year the wild winds are a couple of days late arriving, but here with a vengeance this morning. A pair of woodpigeons are trying to build a nest high in an ivy-covered alder right at the top of the coombe as it sways in the breeze. Down at the creek the tide is just retreating from its highest of the year, leaving behind a thick mat of twigs and vegetation funnelled in by the wind. And there where the coombe is steepest, nearest the shore on the south facing slope, the first daffodils are in flower. Always there first, but within a week they'll be flowering everywhere. Spring is definitely, positively, on its way!