Church hunting, followed by chasing tincas

I didn’t go to bed until 1.30 a.m. but my body clock still kicked in for the usual early rising.

No fishing on this occasion though – that was for later in the day as well as the blog post – instead I went for my daily run along the lane.

When I got home, there was a very vocal muntjac calling from the immediate area. We have a lot of them in the valley itself, the habitat is perfect.

While I still had my jogging clothes on, I had a potter around the garden for an hour.

I do enjoy messing around in the garden very much and although we’re still in April, there’s lots of colour both back and front.