A damp, grey but mild day. The sun battled with the clouds to show its face, but never quite won!
I walked to the top of Usk Flood route, and back around the lanes towards Alt-y-bella.
The skylarks were high up singing again on Red Hill.
I heard the beautiful fluting ‘peewit’ of a lapwing and looked up to see a small flock flying overhead. They were quite high up and I thought they were just passing through, but another mile along the lane I heard first, then spotted them in a ploughed field next to meadow lands. Three of them took to the air in a wonderful aerial display; swooping, diving and looping like they were on a personal roller coaster, and calling all the time. Beautiful birds! The hawthorn in the hedgerows is coming into leaf, won’t be long before the hedges are green and thick again.
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