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28 April 2011
They're shiny, they excite
Gleamy-gleamy glinty-glinty, Adela reaumurella swarming in the back garden this evening, also a good few Common carder bees in amongst the swathes of Yellow Archangel and a good show of Bluebells. Wood Warbler singing within ear-shot of the backdoor too. It's just like Tom Bombadil's gaff here,... apart from the fact that some grubby little scrotes have set fire to the hillside just down the road.