A drizzly start to Easter Sunday, the fields at the dig near Pulborough were sodden but it brightened up during the morning. Bonzo, an elderly farm dog enjoyed pestering us with a throwing stick and followed us throughout the day. He liked being with people. I found nothing interesting, others found a token, an unidentifiable Roman coin, two sixpences and a Jew’s harp. I snapped a clump of marsh marigolds at the edge of a pond.
Daffodils are everywhere, especially on roadside verges and roundabouts. a promise of Spring around the corner.