Mackerel

Sitting in the long grass behind the stable, just waiting for something interesting to move, she gave up after half an hour or so, and moved on to somewhere else. The new branches on the oak tree haven’t covered the box yet, I can hear the barn owl calling most nights so hopefully it’ll move in next year. A misty start to a cloudy cool day with a moderate wind, much colder than recent days. Brought the lemon trees in from the terrace, they’ll spend the winter in the boot room and go out again in the Spring.