SHELDUCKLINGS AGAIN

I can't resist them even though they're always across the field at the limit of my zoom.

After voting we went for what I thought was going to be a quiet country walk with a teashop thrown in but which somehow changed into a 160-mile round trip for B to look at guitars and buy yet another one. That's his birthday next week definitively dealt with (and Christmas and next year). When we got back I headed out for the walk - without teashop by then - and saw these characters again while he introduced the new guitar to all its roommates.