Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 6 December 2009
Up the road, afternoon.
Jackdaws, I count thirteen, in a ragged broken letter, uttering their friendly, plosive 'peouw-peouws'. Unusual to see them over the fields; they live around Moncontour's church tower and walls.
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