Before I share a stroll around Weymouth harbour, I have to show you today, here in Derbyshire.
I for one won’t be sad to see the back end of February, nor will the chickens
The foul weather (foul/fowl, gedit?) has gone on and on, today we’ve had rain sleet and snow.
We are all ready to shake off the shortest month.
For the last few days a small flock of long-tailed tits have been feeding on the fat ball hung in the garden, it has been so gloomy that there hasn’t really been the light to capture them on camera. But these photos
might give some sort of jizz, of one of my favourite garden birds.
The white blob, to the right is the gate post.