Breakfast time.

Add soon as I opened the door to make sure the bird feeders were topped up this morning Cyril came sauntering over as if to say, "where have you been?"

Back in the winter on a snowy day I first saw this very dark male pheasant pecking around under the feeders. Since then he's a daily visitor and has become quite confident around me, he even brings his new lady friend Stephanie some days although she's rather stand offish at the moment.

The day started cold but warmed up considerably to the point where I was in a t shirt and wishing I had sun cream on my arms.

After work I popped in to see RF and the boys and had a very peaceful cuppa and hot cross bun sitting in the conservatory.