Knock, knock,

Who's there?...
Him is who's there.. a cocky pheasant!!

In his fine spring plumage he is trying to plunder peanuts from the feeder.. to be fair he can pretty much get to these ones.. but.. he isn't really meant to!!  Lucky little Jasper was curled up in her onion refusing to come out to play.. sulks I think as her mum has left her here with me for the weekend and perhaps a couple more days until water can be put back in the tank on the boat. 
It has been the best washing drying day of the year I think .. a good breeze and some warmth from the sun.. lovely fresh linen smelling gorgeous. There is a wonderful scent in the garden today but I haven't been able to track down what it is.. a neighbour must have something spectacular flowering away.