Lucky

Evening all.
Back blipping again.

When Mrs. R is on call we all tend to sit around a bit staring at the phone hoping it doesn't go off, doing strange incantations and telecommunication dances to try and deflect the mystics rhythms.

It does mean we're all in a holding pattern for a few hours circling the handset like backed up airplanes over a busy airport, so i could only nip out for a quick walk this morning.

I was fortunate in a short space of time to get a lot of photos of lots of little animals, some of which were so brave (or stupid) to get within two or three feet of me while i was sitting in the field, killing time, then a short jog back home to go on sentry duty whilst Mrs R dealt with a small domestic at her father's house..

night all


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