Great entertainment.
Their song precedes them everywhere. A sweet lyrical whistling of sorts.
On my way to emptying the lawnmower bag on the compost heap out back, I came across this view and had to run back to get my camera.
....Batman returns?.... sitting on this bench outside a house yesterday I kept on hearing tiny feet run up and down the gutters whilst having a whale of a conversation reaching almost bickering point.
A book club of sorts? I could have sworn they were discussing the in's and out's of catching the perfect worm.
Bye bye roses...see you again next year. The red petals are the most vibrant of all and make even a broken barn look fabulous.
Biggi
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