There are yellow butterflies dancing around our borders.
Blue and scarlet metallic-plumaged swallows chirruping overhead.
Bumblebees busying themselves on our flowers.
Bank voles climbing into our hedges.
Red kites soaring overhead, whistling to each other in the blue skies.
And a pile of dog vomit (slime mould fungus (Fulgio septica)) on our wood-pile & a dead pigeon hanging off the neighbour's gutter for some reason*.
* I assume it got its beak or head caught in the gutter grill rather than it consciously decided to sod it and end it all (as its life had become unbearable).
I could of course, be wrong.