Woodland, Essex, UK at 5.50am on 26th March 2020 – by Sarah Vermont

“It’s a true dawn chorus with the drill of a woodpecker at the far corner of the wood or possibly in the gnarled old oak tree… one of the reminders of the ancient hedgerows along either side which look down on the very young wood and proffer the occasional piece of advice. At the end is the chuffing, I think, of a rare train as it comes out of a cutting not far away. Most of them have been cancelled.”