If one believed in such things as portents then my day began with a strong one. Rounding the corner by the Old Mill into the early morning calm of the bay, a young peregrine falcon was perched on the sea wall surveying the horizon. For ten stretched seconds I sat and watched, too fearful to reach for my camera, before he flew off across the water. Wildlife featured highly in our garden day; bees of all denominations, hoverflies, butterflies, slow worms, woodpeckers and of course the juvenile robin. All this was enhanced by a boisterous troupe of brummies, humans who were fun, appreciative and paid, our favourite type of visitor!