Mucking about

JJ went to golf so I trotted round the wood all by myself, which meant I was out for about two hours.  Lots of Whitethroats around but so difficult to photograph.

When I got back and opened the conservatory door, a small wasp whipped past and headed to the table, where I discovered it was building a nest underneath.  I may have deterred it, and certainly hope so.

This is a late anemone with an overlay of ferns.  It's a bit of a Marmite picture, but I enjoyed fartnarking.