The morning chorus.

As I was having my breakfast, I realised these feathered friends were needing theirs.
They were singing and twittering very beautifully, making the point that beauty is visual as well as to do with sound.
I broke three pieces of seeded bread into bird size pieces and it had barely touched the ground before the dear birds had eaten it.
A cold, and low light start to this Autumnal day, and I am glad to have found my Thinsulate gloves.
Have a good day blipper friends.