Red-handed
Do you know your face is covered with seed? No, but if you play it, I’ll sing it. I’m pointing out that you’re eating my bird food. Fake news. I’m just hangin’ here, admiring the view. A couple of weeks … Continued
Do you know your face is covered with seed? No, but if you play it, I’ll sing it. I’m pointing out that you’re eating my bird food. Fake news. I’m just hangin’ here, admiring the view. A couple of weeks … Continued
It looks quite nice up in the Cotswolds, doesn’t it? It wasn’t nice. At all. I gave up and came home about eight hours ago, and I still haven’t properly warmed up. But, you know, self-inflicted wound and all that. … Continued
“I like that,” said R, peering over my shoulder when he brought me a glass of wine this evening. “It looks like a book illustration.” I’d rather you kept this to yourselves, because I don’t want him getting complacent, but … Continued
It seems strange to have driven all the way to the Cotswold Water Park today, and then to be posting a photo of a swan, but this was the nicest light I found all afternoon, and the only thing that … Continued
It was pure luck that I caught the exact moment when this tufted duck bobbed back up to the surface of the river – it’s almost impossible to judge where they’re going to surface, because they’re champion divers, and the … Continued
The weather forecast today said to expect a mixture of sun and cloud. It neglected to mention that the cloud would reach all the way down to the ground, and the sun would present only occasionally as a vague area … Continued