turkey

Dull and cold today, nothing growing or wanting water or anything except to huddle in the warm.
I took the opportunity to go further afield to a bigger garden supplier for a few necessities, where they also keep pens of poultry.
This handsome fellow and his friend gobbled about displaying themselves to each other and keeping company a sad and solitary wallaby. Poor thing.

I'm glad to get home, to a warm fire and nice cooking smells and a large glass of Pinot Grigio.