Rusted Away . . .

Feeling a bit better today, thank you for everyone's kind concern and comments yesterday. For the first time this week, it wasn't raining this morning, so I was determined to get outside and some fresh air while it lasted! Incredibly it lasted all day - not a drop of rain!

Ollie and I managed a walk round the fields this morning and on the fence I spotted this piece of rope. It must have been round a metal post at one time, but that has long since rusted away, leaving fragments attached to the old rope.

Back home I cut the front grass, pootled in the greenhouse and planted out a few more leeks then settled in the sitting room with my knitting to watch the birds in the garden. We have a black bird nesting in the hedge, and she is constantly taking worms and insects into her youngsters. The young sparrows and starlings have fledged and spend their time chasing their parents round the garden, beaks agape, demanding food. Out at sea the terns are screeching over the bay and the eiders are bustling about, trying to keep their chicks together and out of the way of the bonxies and blackback gulls. A nervous time for parents!