As I stumbled downstairs bleary-eyed with my first cuppa on my mind I glanced out of the window and saw...... it was just after 7 a.m. and this was taken through a very dirty double-glazed window. The bird that's called and eluded me for so long, finally put in an appearance. It think it's a juvenile!
Later on I went out to go to Barnes - but the traffic was so awful I turned back and came home through Richmond Park. I saw some deer (but that's for another day) and then came across a small flock of Long-tailed Tits.
Just hanging around...
before settling (as much as they do) in an autumnal Oak Tree.
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