The last Robin

Its been a harrowing couple of days with the baby robins finding their wings in the confines of my small roof terrace. ricocheting from plant to table and up to the wisteria and back until only this last one was left, sat on the edge of my surfboard bag. I have to admit to feeling very worried for them considering the number of evil cats in the neighbourhood.

I took this after a very early start. By the time I got back from the shops he had gone.

This mornings best deer