Bad Hair Day

This afternoon Jackie drove me to Eyeworth Pond and back to watch the birds. Golden gorse glowed in the sunshine on Hinchelsea Moor and many others. The deciduous trees, like this oak, are all filling with foliage. Walkers along the Rhinefield Ornamental Drive gave scale to the giant redwoods. Mandarin ducks are not native toContinue reading “Bad Hair Day”