A Pheasant Came Strolling By

It was my turn for breakfast in bed this morning and I was making the most of it when Tony pointed out we had a new visitor to the bottom of the elder tree.  This pheasant was busy hoovering up the fallen seed and then he nonchalantly wandered by and off down the lane.

Once up and dressed it was time for some jobs before meeting A and R for a walk to the garden centre and coffee.  One of our friends is going through a tough time so we picked up some daffs and R had an appropriate card so after pancakes at lunchtime we walked to our friend's house to deliver both.