Birds

It seems it was a day of birds.
As I drove north to visit my nan I passed a buzzard perched elegantly on a fencepost. I wondered if she were ever as jealous of my car as I was her wings as she observed all the people whizzing past on the way somewhere important. I think not. No photo due to my speed and lack of desire to block the A9 for half a day.
Further on round the corner there was a roadside pheasant massacre. At least 15.
I did manage to capture this fella I spotted in the house opposite mine and having never noticed him before I wonder what he'd make of Perthshire's skies.