Monday, 1 March 2010
Bit of this
Upper thigh muscles are supposed to be pushing peddles, but the bike had been abandoned and bird watching has taken it's place.
Some seagulls are taking a bath others are paddling looking for food in the flood. Occasionally they stir hardly lifting from ground gliding to a more appealing spot. I have the urge, to rush home, grab a deck chair and join them on the other side of the fence.
The garden centre provides, instant sunshine, one blowzy bright yellow primula.
Bit of that