Round the windmill

I went where my feet took me this morning, which was up and over the ridge and down round the windmill, then back along the field margins and through the wood.  Only three and quarter miles but a pleasant walk.

This afternoon I've taken the tops off two of the shrubs so I can see the sparrowhawk better when he lands on the fence.  He dropped by again this morning.  He's very welcome as long as he doesn't catch anything other than a pigeon, which is rare.

Sometimes I quite like an in-camera art mode.