THE BLACKBIRD

wants to drink some water and picks on the ice of the saucer. We are having lunch, with a view of the garden. As soon as I have removed the ice and have put water in the saucer all the blackbirds come and have their share.
A cold day, but behind glass it is pleasant enough.
In the afternoon we drive to the Aldi, park there and walk over the meadows at the other side of the river Weser.
A cold wind is blowing and we walk as far as where the sheep live.
We return and it feels so much nicer. The sun shines, but thinly.

I almost forgot. I will give more silly hearts tonight to maura143, AmandaT2008, 60plus, ninniex, and hinden.