A bright day between the gloom

For one day only the clouds part, the wind calms and the sun shines although with a little less enthusiasm by afternoon.
In the garden Blue Tits and Great Tits hop around the feeding area grabbing a seed or two and take it to a safe place for consumption.
They are vocal now, the first time I have heard them this year. Their familiar squeeks and chirps are a sure sign spring is coming.
A small Moth fluttered into the garden, paused on the warm woodwork of the shed and then continued it's journey.