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Let's hope March has started as it means to go on. This was the best early  morning in weeks. Once the sun got over the cloud in the east it revealed the frosted bracken. Mist came and then went away again. Birds sang or chattered excitedly.

Five large stags had arrived overnight and were watching us from their beds in the bracken straw. Another three or four younger ones appeared further off before dashing into the woods.

The twelve hinds we saw through the fog yesterday morning were still here but on the other side of the hill enjoying the sun.