French partridges

Dont you just love them... there were eight in the garden this morning and they run to hide behind a blade of grass, peek out and then off they go again. Their antics today were a complete pantomine. You can tell I love 'em.

They were sitting on the garden fence which has fields behind it, and I was upstairs so not the best photo I know, but I still like it.

Off to stay with Jenny and Matthew tomorrow so a different landscape as they live in the centre of London.