Candy Man

by Roy Orbison

The big tit pair was feeding its offspring for the last day. This was among the last bits of food transpoted to them. Soon the ladies of the cottage could witness the first flights of the three surviving tit youngsters.  At least two had fallen from their weakish nest with fatal injuries.

Today we drove to Helsinki region to attend a funeral tomorrow. On the way we visited my mum. She was in a good mood, as two of the grandgranddaughters had made her a crown, called her queen and acted as her princesses.