This mornings activities in the cosmos ( barely visible through thick mist at Lifton, just a Cheshire Cat smile from the rim of the sun) were eclipsed by Alex and David's endeavours on Beat 13 of the Ottery today. The last major obstruction is now gone, and for anyone who loves small-river fishing the beat is now looking very tempting. Once the mist had cleared, and the moon retreated to its rightful place, songbirds and butterflies revelled in a bit of Spring warmth. If only this nagging north-easterly wind would back to the south-west, the trout would also respond.
Tadpoles are hatching at the lake, and the toads are now spawning there. The Equinox is also upon us, longer days than nights again - pass me the fly rod.