Grace knocked her head on the branch of a lichen-festooned hawthorn and a Mistle Thrush flew quietly away. We found this nest with five eggs hidden amongst the curtains of string-of-sausages lichen. What a magical spot for a nest!
Looking towards Burrator Reservoir from Down Tor.
Grace and Gus being deer on Down Tor.
Woodpecker hole (presumed Green) in a dead beech with magnificent bracket fungus attached.
Sheeps Tor in a fast moving patch of sunlight.