A Kingfisher can sometimes be seen as a blue flash, but then is hidden by all the foliage that has grown in May. A heron is much easier to see.

I have not seen any ducklings on the River Ock, but a goose and goslings grazed on the grass in front of Mill Stream Court, beside the Ock.

Falls of white hawthorn blossom are alongside the River Ock. This wood pigeon was eating the little flowers.

Somebody asked me if there was a bench on the walk, and I told them there were three. Cow parsley had surrounded two of the benches but a mower then cut back the path borders.

I am beginning to notice fish in the River Ock during May. That could because fish are most likely to spawn in May.

Damson flies, and butterflies fly about among the many nettles that now border the River Ock.

Further out of town, where the River Ock meanders through fields,

ten alder trees were planted by Abingdon Carbon Cutters last October as part of a church twinning eco event. Seven of the ten alders are still alive this May.

The best time to see Muntjac deer is in the early morning when they are less likely to be disturbed. These two were in one of the extended gardens that stretch from St Amand Drive and Bailie Close towards the River Ock.

A heron was wading as I walked along the Ock Valley Walk. Its long sharp beak can spear through the water without warning.

Kingfishers can sometimes be seen flying fast and low along the River Ock. I was lucky to see this one perched halfway along the Ock Vally Walk. The blue body just showed in front of the green leaves. Like the heron, it has a long sharp beak, but in the case of the Kingfisher, that beak is half the length of its body and just as spear-like.

Robins can be heard throughout the winter at regular intervals along the Ock Valley Walk. They are singing a delightful song to humans. But to rival Robins, the territorial song says, something different.

Many grey squirrels live on the Ock Valley Walk. I remember seeing a grey squirrel in a park in Boston, North America. Grey squirrels originated in North America and were introduced to England in the late 19th century.

On the way back, the heron was swallowing a fish. The heron’s neck looks like a python. It swallows fish whole.

The twelfth and final monthly visit to Radley Lakes was just after sunrise on a frosty morning with temperatures of minus 4.

The surface of Thrupp Lake was frozen near the road and in sheltered corners on the far side. The ice sheet had a blue-grey edge between grey ice and water.

Somebody had left some food, and gulls and ducks were hovering and squabbling there near a lookout area like a seaside promenade.

The hoar frost coated all the plants and grass at that early hour.

Puddles were frozen, as were the smaller lakes.

A Robin came and hopped around near me with feathers all puffed out.

Next year where shall I go for a monthly visit? So far, I have done Barton Fields, Abbey Fishponds and Radley Lakes.