In the woods

IN Cairndhu, Broon will still be reluctant to go and dig over the bramble patch in the sleet but Spring is on the way and the snowdrops are out, reminding me of days in the Cairndhu area courting my wife.
The spring is coming,
I see it in the morning,
Snowdrops white among the trees,
Yellow tips on daffodil spears,
They'll soon bloom,
I see them from my room,
But still I long,
For the blackbird's morning song,
Memories of woodland walks and dreams,
And everything love means.

I love pictures like the one below. What is in that hole? A mouse or a hedgehog?

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