As predicted, my head-cold has evolved into an irritating cough.
Spotted a pair of mallards walking down the centre of Crown Street this morning. Jen and I took lock-down provisions to her mum on the other side of the valley. I sat in the garden taking in the view while Jen and her mum caught up on news from separate rooms.
The view of Hebden Bridge was as wonderful as always. Rooks and jackdaws wheeled in the breeze. A nuthatch called noisily from Crow Nest Wood. Canada geese flew down the valley. And a robin celebrated spring from a budding hawthorn.