I'm heavy with cold at the moment (it's probably better than being heavy with child, I guess), but that's not stopping me taking my 'morning constitutional' - a leisurely walk around the garden.
In fact, with the sun shining this morning after seemingly days of heavy rain, it was probably the best therapy going - and I need to get better because there's a large pond that needs digging before the ground really turns to mush.
The sun soon brought out the Speckled Wood butterflies, eager to warm up and start their sparring.
Blackbirds have been few and far between at the feeding station of late, but the reason was all too evident further up the garden. The apples are just dripping off the old fruit trees, and there are countless plums, pears and elderberries to go at, too.
It's no wonder at this time of year that bird feeders can sometimes seem quite abandoned when there is so much fruit and so many seeds and insects for birds to naturally forage for.
This is my favourite apple, Spartan, which won't ripen for another few weeks. I don't mind the odd beak-hole - at least I know exactly where the fruit came from and who I'm sharing it with, and there's plenty to go around.
There are also beautiful red berries on the Cornus mas, looking like drop earrings.
Yes, my garden is one heaving fruit-salad, and the fruit peckers are very welcome.