Singing

This Reed Bunting was singing its heart out on the marshes between Morston and Blakeney where G and I walked this afternoon. We had rain earlier in the day, but it was lovely late afternoon as you can see in my postcard extra. I went into town this morning, then did a bit more sorting out before settling down to watch the French Open final. Entertaining rallies belied the final score which looked very one sided. Good to see a ladies final played without nerves being a big factor.