Sunday Lunch

A quiet Sunday, spent at home.  L's postponed ride went ahead in the afternoon, after the rain passed through.  I watched an off beat film called Missing where a young woman used the internet to find her mother who had gone missing while on holiday with a new boyfriend in Colombia.  Perhaps a little far fetched, but no doubt some people would have the skill.

I grabbed the camera when a family of long tailed tits invaded the feeder, but by the time I was in position, they had moved on.  Goldfinches tend to monopolise the feeder and this was no exception.