Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Sing a Song of Sixpence
Is there any better accompaniment to some early morning pyjama-gardening than the two resonant notes of the cuckoo. Try as I might, my efforts to spot his stripy waistcoat through the trees were quite in vain.
I was witness, however, to a trio of smartly dressed blackbirds in a spat over territory.
Lapels bristling and coat tails flapping they were hopping and swooping in a furious squall of ruffled finery.
Finally this chap decided he might be better off joining the Spring Exhibition at the Mayne Gallery in Kingsbridge. Catch him there from the 25th May onwards.