Chip, Chip Chip - Drip, Drip, Drip.

Chip, chip, chip I heard as Ollie dog and I rustled through the carpet of leaves on the bank of the lake. It had just started to rain and I spotted this great spotted woodpecker immediately above us.

I made a quick visit to our Ongar property and was delighted that the ancient rose bushes that we gave a good haircut in August were in full bloom. I picked a nice bunch of buds to bring home.