Him and his Mrs.

This is not my favourite of the two cock pheasants, the white-collared one and his wife, just visible behind the stems of the rose bush. He claimed victory over the black-necked pheasant at long last and injured him some months ago The black neck more or less lives in the garden now, his limp improved but not quite sure whether his wing is better.  Not to be seen today though.

Went to town this morning and this afternoon called in on a friend celebrating her 95th birthday.  She still lives alone and is deaf and wont wear an emergency button round her neck.  Her son was there and a few local friends and we had crazy conversations.  I wouldn't have missed it for the world!