Hello snowdrops!

I spent nearly three hours walking round Kew last Sunday in search of these wonderful little flowers. For me they are the first sign that Winter is on it’s way out.

I nicknamed this very sweet little bird Supertit (pun intended) after the mighty effort it made to crash land on the tin with food in it’s beak. Weird to think that on the other side of the lens where I stood, I was surrounded by the wildlife equivalent of paparazzi. There were about ten people with lenses about three times the size of mine and about four feet long.

Oh and of course, these gorgeous polka dot Turkeys, no longer afraid of being poached and put on a Christmas table, have come out of hiding.

And I can’t wait for the cherry blossom and bluebells soon…