"Three Little Birds"

Bob Marley's were at sunrise and down on his doorstep, mine are at sunset and on top of the chimney of Parndon Mill. It was their singing, if one can call it that, which caught my attention. Their beaks are catching the dying rays. We used to have lots of starlings in our garden but I never see any now. :( It's a shame as they are comical to watch. I have just learnt that they are from the same family as mynah birds.

I met some lovely dogs and their owners and had a nice walk along the canal to Hunsdon Meads. I'll have to come back when the Lammas meadow is in bloom.

When I'm striding along on my own in the countryside I "don't worry 'bout a thing." :)