Glorious morning here in Essex. Jazzy was busy with MrQ so I went for a walk around our neighbour's lake. My attention was taken at first by a croaking call. It was a fledgling magpie struggling to even perch on a branch, let alone fly. Then I heard a screeching cry. It was the first ring-necked parakeet that I have seen on my patch. I saw them in Epping a couple of years ago and in the past year they have appeared at Fishers Green in the Lee Valley Park. They can be a bit pesky but I'm fond of the parrot family. The local magpies and jays seemed a bit put out by their presence.
I included the parakeet in my 30 Days Wild montage together with some other birds, a rabbit and a muntjac.
Today's poem is To Catherine Wordsworth 1808-1812 by William Wordsworth. https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/to-catherine-wordsworth-1808-1812-by-william-wordsworth-p0d7mtz2xgt
Catherine died aged four when her mother and father were were both away and she was in the care of her aunts. How awful for all concerned.