On the fence

Young Hawk?, Buzzard?, Falcon? I'm no good at identities. Through the window on a dreary afternoon. I don't think they can see behind glass.

Planted some Hyacinth bulbs out the front of the house but didn't feel very inclined to do any other gardening tasks so Donald and I are going to look through his tool boxes and collect together all other tools that may be scattered around the house. We know where we are going to take all the surplus ones so the plan is afoot.