Tree in the Mist

It was very misty when I set off to walk to the Dentist's in the next village, and not at all pleasant.  The Hygienist put me through her usual torture and then I was heading home, still in the mist.  Local blippers will recognise this tree.

Several tasks followed and then I passed a couple of hours of bramble bashing in the Drying Ground.  I haven't yet discovered the huge stone mentioned several times by elderly neighbour M who can recall as a child hurtling down the drying ground and leaping onto the rock ahead of friends.  If we find it, I will blip it.  

We spotted quite a number of small burrowing holes in the top section of the drying ground and I was hoping to set up the wildlife camera, but cannot locate it at the moment so it will have to wait.  The sparrowhawk also made an appearance on the patio fence this afternoon after unsuccessfully trying to take out the small birds from the feeders, good to see it again.