Photo bomb

(The only acceptable kind.)

I was trying to take a picture of the little crop of fungi that has appeared on the stump of a shrub but she thought I was indicating something edible.

She's the only one remaining of the three ex-battery hens we adopted a year ago from among these. Her sisters sadly went the way of so many free-range birds. She does have two other companions who were here before her.

Freedom and safety are rarely compatible; many people have neither.