Big Balls

Oh yes ..

Sneaking furtively into the feeder he grabbed a huge suet ball. By the time I'd switched lenses and got even a clear view I knew I'd lost the plot on this shot. He knew I was there even behind the conservatory window. Those seconds were my blip time today - it is supposed to be a diary after all. The rest of my time today from 7:30 has been the accounting program. Dear God I hate it!  It's Friday night and still I'm there:  noooo...... Hubs has gone to the pub and I'm here still ploughing away. Not funny. Even less funny I thought I'd put our supper in the oven but no..I hadn't. *********