Yesterday afternoon after I'd finished my stint at the visitor centre, Peggy and I headed up the hill behind our home to enjoy the lovely fresh air and blue skies.



It was beautifully warm and I half expected to hear the first cuckoo, but I didn't.  However conditions were apparently ideal for a bit of mole hunting:



And what else should a terrier do after a bit of hunting?  Well, have a nice cool dip of course.



I'd say spring is definitely here.