Messy
I’m a fairly messy eater myself, to be fair, so I’m not in too strong a position to criticise the state of her face – especially given that I have soap, and opposable thumbs, and she doesn’t. She’ll have been … Continued
I was standing in happy solitude by the wall on the south side of the owl field, chimping at some earlier photos on the back of my camera, when I glanced up and found a roe deer doe staring at … Continued
On a day when I had to brave bitter, driving rain to fill up the bird feeders, because even in those conditions tiny garden birds were queueing up hoping for food, and R decided that it was time to break … Continued