the beautiful, slender, diminutive native daffodil is coming into flower throughout the woods. This specimen is perched precariously on the banks of the Tamar in the deep grooves left by the river when it is in spate and it floods through these glades. Further down the river I found a very early flowering wood anemone. At home there were bumblebees, ladybirds and butterflies in the garden. It may be unnatural but it feels like Spring.