Darn!

He was there again tonight standing in the pond on the top road and he gave me that sidelong look as I screeched to a halt on the bike which said, 'I'm just going to wait till you reach in your camera bag then......fly away as per usual' And he did, but only as far as the field this time. He's a long way off and won't survive serious cropping so I've left in the background.

I've come home early from Pilates feeling wobbly, hope it's just lack of sustenance and nothing worse. Tony's left me pasta in the oven so fingers crossed that will do the trick!