
We were sat in the garden on Friday afternoon/. There was a blackbird in one of the trees at the bottom of the garden. It was singing its heart out, and very loud. It was lovely to hear. Unlike a lot of artificial noises, this was not in the least annoying, it was delightful.
When I was out for my walk this morning, it was pretty much impossible to miss the crow perched at the top of a yachts mast. Every few seconds it would let out a couple of loud Caws, very raucous, I can’t help thinking of crows as hooligans, especially when there are a bunch of them together, not today though, In the distant after the crows call, I could hear a faint response, the crows were shouting eat each other. Still hooligans.
I stood watching this one for a good minute or so, and took pictures. It was not in the least bit bothered by me. I walked away with a smile on my face.
The blackbird and the crow were both kings of their castles. A very pleasant walk