Silent Squatters

Could it have been more grey than it has been today? At least Basil's coat provided a blast of colour at Calke Abbey (see extra.) We retraced the steps we took in Autumn to the pollarded oak tree.

We got a seat under shelter at the café but then I spilt the hot chocolate with marshmallows and cream that Len had bought for me. Malesh.

See my photos of barn owls on Flickr.

silent silhouettes
squat high in the shrubbery
hoping for warmth