Crooks up a tree

My sister-in-law calls these birds 'crooks' because she can never tell whether they are crows or rooks. I didn't know their identity when I photographed them in Holyrood Park this morning.

Other features of another day in lockdown, on a day that I am not supposed to be at work:

- I answered a couple of urgent emails.
- I lost the lunchtime Carcassonne game by one measly point.
- I enjoyed sweeping the patio so that I could reposition the garden bench and seat with a potted (for the time being) peony between them.
- I edited another couple of sections of the journal article.

Meanwhile in Northumberland my not-so-little sister established a bubble with Mummy hazelh.

Exercise today: walking (16,514 steps).