Cycling to work at college after Easter and the spring is really,
properly, definitely here. No gloves or waterproof jacket and welcome sunshine
on the ride into work and on the 6-o-clock cycle back up the hill. Watched
robins moving in to the bird box in the blooming pear tree last night, although
my enthusiastic daughter nearly scared them off again with some close-up
instagramme photography. The birds are all jumping from hedge to hedge with
beaks full of worms and grass and the chaffinches, chiff-chaffs, blackbirds and
goldfinches were in full song on the Whitley road through the fields this
evening.
I returned in the car before tea to collect badger footprints from
the dead badger that I had cycled past on the roadside. It had clearly been
there for a week or so but I managed to carefully manhandle it so that I could
impress it's paws in the clay. Large distinct pad prints with the toes closely
packed together and long solid claws on each toe. I'll cast positives from
these in plaster tomorrow and fire a set of clay negative impressions in the
kiln.
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