We then moved over the Hampshire/Sussex boarder to go up onto the Sussex Downs, which were granted National Park status only last year. It is glorious up there, and really does feel like being on top of the world with a great view down into South Harting. I used to go there with my parents when I was a child and we would fly kites. Last weekend, as we ate our picnic, we watched scaled up kites as paragliders sailed the thermals in front of us. And with the car roof down all the way home we were back in time to see England win against France in the Six Nations rugby! What could be a better way to relax on a sunny, Spring afternoon?!
Spring in Hampshire is definitely moving on a pace now, and my favourite season. Probably because I was an Easter Sunday baby, way back when! As I write a handsome pair Blackbirds are landing on the fence post outside of my studio with beaks full of the soft, springy moss bedding that they have been gleaning from my lawn and then disappearing in to the hedge opposite my window. I love watching this nest building project, in a few weeks I will be treated to a feeding frenzy as the cock bird supplies his mate and chicks with juicy spring grubs and worms and finally their lovely fat babies will fledge and sit out on the fence demanding their parents drop the same treats into their demanding orange orifices. I certainly have got the best seat in the house!!
