A fine…

dry and warm day, perfect for walking here by the loch, where the colours are still lovely.
At home, the Sparrows were chirruping and calling for such a long time and there seemed to be so many of them I wondered what was wrong. I think they were objecting to the large flock of Fieldfares and Redwings feeding and calling in the Rowans at the bottom of the garden. When the thrushes moved on, the Sparrows stopped calling.