Another moth that Bob has posted before over the last few weeks of which there were a number, and worth another posting because they are so handsome (or should that be beautiful?), is the oak beauty. It was while photographing this that a flash of orange caught my eye and looking up to see what had escaped the trap I realised that it was in fact my first orangetip butterfly of the year passing by. It was the only one I saw but there were plenty of peacocks and brimstones across the reserve throughout the day.
Opening up the brambling were very obvious again today - noticeably absent at the feeders at that particular time, but very vocal in the tree tops. Elsewhere on the reserve a female lesser spotted woodpecker gave an early visitor great views in the birch/alder woodland between Ivy North Hide and the badger sett - unfortunately several other visitors were not so lucky as is usually the case. It's just one of those birds!
The usual small perch and roach were all hiding behind the somewhat larger pike in the shallows outside Ivy South Hide, as has been normal since the weather started warming up this spring and I was pleased to see a grass snake in the dead hedge by Ivy Silt pond again on my way back up to the centre - unfortunately it was too quick to get a picture of.
Little ringed plover, redshank and lapwing were all showing well and performing nicely from Tern Hide all day and I enjoyed a stroll along the river towards Goosander Hide for the first time in ages, catching the last of the wild daffodils (now well over by the Woodland Hide) and the carpet of other spring flowers including lesser celandine, and the moschatel and ground ivy pictured:
Goosander Hide is always a spectacle once the sand martins arrived and today was no exception.
Lapwing Hide didn't have so much going on, but I was pleased to have made the walk up there to see the last of the coltsfoot. Even better having seen a grass snake earlier and knowing it was warm but not particulalrly sunny I was really hoping for an adder - and was not disapointed as I found this lovely female (males tend to be silver, females bronze) basking close to the path on an old brash pile. Perfect end to a perfect day: