Roosting

A walk with James and the dogs to inspect his pheasant pens. The birds look spectacular as they go to roost in the last rays of light. I didn't take a tripod with me so the best scenes were blurred beyond use. It was too dark to take hand held photographs and the dogs got out of the shed where I'd left them to not disturb the birds. Cocoa rushed to find a way into the pen, hit the electric fence and howled. Game over. I will go back.