Coy

Very coy this morning.

I would like to say that I'd planned it but no after a ghastly night of little sleep it seemed (at the time) like a good idea just to get dressed (far easier said than done) hobble downstairs, grab tea, a flask of coffee, tiptoe round the dogs as my gear wasn't set up for early doors and go. 

You know that on a sunny Sunday morning you will not have the area to yourself and no surprise therefore to be nodding and chatting to fellow photographers through the car window. With no birds about I moseyed on to a different area to track down anything but mainly hares as I could get them from the car without having to embarrassingly painfully extricate myself. Much easier to get in than out I thought till it came to getting back in again ...