As the mornings and evenings start to (at last) get lighter... and the frogs and toads all start sweeping majestically across the plains crawling back to their mating ponds (I counted a dozen in our pond two nights ago … with two already in amplexus!) I thought I'd take a photo of a very nice display of crocuses (croci?) outside the local church today, in the watery late winter sunshine.

The crocuses are always the first flowers to push up through the last of the leaves, the oaks', to fall).

And then of the church itself. (All saints' with St.Mark's in Binfield, Berkshire, with its squat tower made of pudding stone, if you really want to know).

By the way… OK... I admit... neither of these photos show my photography skills off particularly well... they're not my finest photos I know... but both were taken with my tiny wee new pocket camera I blogged about here... and both will do me fine I think.