Rummaging

Yoga in the morning and a re-up of vegetables from Tatties - gosh, the thaw has set in fast. All this wading through slush is very wearing on the ankles I find.

Here you have Mr & Mrs Tufty having a good old rummage about in their plumage - presumably everything needs re-oiling after the freezing weather.  A rather dull blip, but more attractive than the only alternative which was a cold, dead seagull.