magpie

There's a magpie in this tree, alas invisible to you and me. I was too late with the camera and the bird flew up high and settled on one of the top branches and is somehow hidden by these bare branches.
Before moving to the countryside almost 16 years ago, spring used to be my favourite month; joining the dog on his daily walk, I have come to appreciate all seasons and all types of weather.
What I like especially about winter is the nakedness of the landscape, the skeletal silhouettes of tree and plants, the pale colours of dead grasses, leaves and reeds. Makes me want to paint/stitch a more sober kind of painting.... hmm there's an idea.........