Sunday morning in the park

South Norwood, that is.

A weekend of toddler-sitting for Mrs miketoons and myself which was a bit of a shock to the system. Three-year-olds are like the Duracell bunny that never stops.

Armed with peanuts, on Sunday morning we went on a squirrel hunt. Didn't see one. Did see – and hear – the now ubiquitous green parakeets while, on the lake, Canada geese and coots dominated the birdlife.

I took a photo of this oak tree because a) it looked rather surreal b) it has a daub of blue paint on the bark.