And twitchy whiskers…

Journaling Through Gardening & Other Fragments
And twitchy whiskers…
A photo diary…
Third Winter, first snow.
A jackdaw is pecking at buggy nibbles beneath the slim outstretched arm of an oak tree whose trunk is obscured by dark holly.
1 – Easy – Commodores…
All here seek solace, food, solitude.
Joining the dots…
The dot on i in equation…
The blot…
Here you saw the sweet azure of bluebells…