Thursday

Apologies for the grim photo.

I think this is the Rook that Alf and I watched for ages on Tuesday. I even got out my big camera to zoom in on it.

It looked massive and was slouched in a tree. This morning, I found it on floor of the cutting. 

I've buried it.

Jon and Georgia, who bought Tim's house, have employed tree surgeons to tackle the trees in their stretch of the cutting. Their view will be better and Tessa and Simon will benefit too. The trees had Ash die back.

Cooler today.