AKA - (Six acres and not a clue!)
My personal diary of the comings and goings of wildlife during the development of my little piece of England.
'...There shall be in that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.' (R. Brooke)
This little chap has been around for a few days, he was quite happy for me to take his picture while our two Dachshunds ran around the garden in state of excited panic!
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