Same walk, different robin

Beautiful light again.

This was my 51st consecutive day of walking. I started the morning after they closed the gym.

I have four possible routes (including the trip in town to the butchers.)  I’m so lucky, and watching the seasons change, the blooms flourish and the weeds growing has been such a privilege. 

Quiet mornings are just heaven, alone with the wildlife, until another walker, runner or cyclist appears.

Will there be changes ? We are promised a few. Enjoy your weekend.