Calling Kes

This kestrel was calling and being harried by a crow as we walked around the lake this morning. They are silent other than when near their nests so it probably has one in the vicinity.

I'd just returned from cutting the grass at the Ongar property when I got a message from my daughter asking me if I'd like to go there with her to what we call the TOWIE shop. We had a lovely mini-meet in our S2000s and got her a frock for her trip to Wales next weekend. We then drove along the country lanes to the Dog and Pickle and sipped delicious cold drinks in the sunshine. An unexpected pleasure.