This is the best time of year to be in the woods so early, Dawn Chorus is at it's peak in May. I have a vivid memory of staying up all night a few Mays ago in the local forest, getting growled at by a fox who really didn't expect a human to be sitting by his path. At about 03.15 I heard the last hoot from the Tawny, a few minutes later the first tweedle from a Robin let me know that the day shift was taking over, and of course there was just the faintest glimmer of light in the sky. Next up was the Blackbird, gradually other individuals and species joined in, until it was impossible to pick out a single song from the symphony. This is an old welsh oak woodland, so rich in all the possible woodland species and I lived only ten minutes walk from it, what a joy to spend time there. Guess what I'll be doing tomorrow...