Friday, 22 January 2016

Sing a song of Sixpence

I kept my eye out and ears open for him throughout last year, but Sixpence didn't make it back in 2015, or if he did, kept out of my sight and hearing.

Coldsnap has passed, we're back up to 7 or 8 degrees C again and double figures promised for the weekend. With it has come rain.

A minute ago, a flicker caught my eye, and looking out the office window I saw a Blackbird sat in the upper branches of Sixpence's old hawthorn.

No song, I imagine he's not enjoying the rain, but a pleasure to see him.

Spring is only just around the corner.

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