This morning was every bit as beautiful as yesterday. This time I took some photos. The swans are so tame they swim up as soon as you appear, so I didn’t manage to photograph them doing as many swanny things as I’d have liked.
The geese looked on derisively. Tonight they and all their pals have taken over the field. They’ll be there half the night, grazing and honking away, like habitual drinkers at a favourite pub.
Cat was happier and more relaxed when I left, sleeping in slanted sunlight.