Tuesday, October 14, 2025

Gift, web and route planning.

1. As I leave the field, there's a rush of wings and a cackling, crackling cry. THUD! A magpie has dropped a dead vole at my feet.

2. We are both very pleased with the penny-sized spider who has strung his web in the narrow space between the kitchen and the jasmine well above head height and with the western sky behind.

3. She comes upstairs for help with planning the route she will take coming back from a friend's.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

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