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)
Monday, 10 June 2024
Low light evening pics as the sun was going down - not much variety but as long as he was posing, I was going to take more pictures. - The deer and Swift were a bonus!
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