Bird song

A lovely, sunny day. I sat outside for a while and enjoyed the peace and quiet. It was very quiet - just the sound of birds.

Merlin found seven bird songs and yes they were birds likely to be around, but I only spotted three of them. One was this Blue Tit perched high up in the tree and probably willing me to go away so it could fly down to the peanuts.

At which point I had to go in anyway as the Oxfam man had arrived to take masses of books and CDs to the shop in Carlisle. We’ve had these stored since I did the big clear out of my fiction and persuaded G to do the same with his books and then we did the big sort of CDs. Family members have been through them and taken away what they want, friends and neighbours have done the same. One neighbour took a box full for the book sale table in Booths in Kendal, as it raises money for the gardening charity she works for. Now it’s all gone - to good homes I hope.