Who's that, flyin' up there?
Is it a bird? Noooooo
Is it a plane? Noooooooo
Is it the plume moth? YEAAAAAAAHH!
Safely back home to Little Dog and sunshine. Life is filling the air - curlews and buzzards calling, butterflies soaking up the sunshine and pink-eared lambs gambolling. It was a joy to be out - so we did it twice.