jackdoors, I'm told
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Trying (and failing) to add some blogging to an otherwise civilised weekend, I retreated to the swinging bench in the garden, but my eyes didn't glue to the screen. I suppose that's what happens when one is fed too well, conversed, and constantly poked to show some of those marvelous photos. And there they were, on the chimney, almost as cute as an owl. Imagine the disappointment of learning they were jackdoors. Ravens. Crows *sigh* At least I documented a fact yet unknown, that they were nesting in the neighbourhood. And moved without a blink to gin and tonics, and Sunday roast dinner.
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