The window above the kitchen sink looks straight out across our road to a narrow area of planted woodland that runs round the edge of a small field used, very occasionally, to graze sheep. This morning, as I tackled the breakfast dishes, I noticed a movement just to the right of one of the scaffolding storage frames which, on closer inspection....
....turned out to be young buck roe deer. He was obviously enjoying a selection of leaves from the variety of trees planted by the developers of our housing estate, though quite how he had managed to get into this narrow strip of land was a bit of a mystery.
I love it when the wild comes to us. We cheat by putting our vast amounts of food to attract the small birds into our garden so we can watch them but this visit from a truly wild animal was a pleasure.
I had a fleeting glimpse of another roe deer as I walked along a forestry track later in the morning on what has turned out to be a beautiful spring day, with the gorse, although beginning to fade, still in spectacular bloom. The main interest on the walk however was a cuckoo calling, very persistently, from the forestry below
Bheinn Bhraggie. Last year we only heard a cuckoo calling on a couple of occasions but this one has been calling for some days.
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