Friday, January 23, 2009

Stag party.

As I looked out of the window in the dim dawn light of the early morning I was suddenly aware of being watched. A young stag was helping himself to my plants a few feet away from the window. A red squirrel was enjoying a nutty breakfast and the gang of long tailed tits were swarming round the nut feeders and fat balls. Made me fancy my tea and toast.

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