As Spring arrives so do the wild flowers. Waiting for the wintering sheep to leave; first up are the bluebells, grassy banks turning blue just for a few days. Yellow corners where primroses take over.
Then, because the land has been left to its own devices for the last 25 years, the whole island becomes smothered with wild flowers and aromatic roses growing side by side with tangles of wild strawberries, spiny restharrow, and germander speedwell.
Hedges and sand dunes burst with foxgloves standing alongside yellow archangel, walls with navelwort clinging to the crevices. In June, the Estuary turns a shade of pink as sea thrift blooms, before the big tides of July.