Busy at the feeding stations

JJ and I braved the cold to walk around the wood this morning and only met one other hardy soul out with a black Labrador.

I took lots of shots of the birds on the feeders but had completely the wrong ISO setting. I did attempt to lighten one or two in Raw but they were far too noisy.

My Cornish grandpa would have been 117 today.  I have very fond memories of a summer evening walk from Redruth up to St Day and back when I was about ten.  I have no recollection of our conversation, but the memory lingers on.