Sunday strolling

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Not-birdwatching again yesterday...


I finally took my big camera out with me for a walk, hoping that I might come across some of the local wildlife again... and I did. *g* I've startled this deer into running away a few times now... and then we stand and watch each other for a little bit. I was a bit surprised to see her alone.

When I carried on down the track a bit I realised that her friend had just hung back for a while... ...and of course she too went bounding away! They're roe deer, I think, going by their rather distinctive bottoms - not quite sure about the evolutionary value of popping a bright white target right there, but hopefully it's working out for them! Roe deer are properly native to the British Isles, they've been here thousands of years...

When I looked up there were skeins of birds in flight... ...and looking down in the hedges there were sloes, more than I've ever seen before. I'm thinking of picking them and having a go at sloe gin... *g*

It's looking pretty wintry to me.

The deer hadn't gone too far, and I spotted them again on my way back.

And here is where I live - which I really am feeling quite lucky about in these days of "lockdown". I went for a walk through the village the other night, and had to dodge a dozen women leaving a crafting class (none of whom tried to dodge me) - how is that lockdown? I'm just... staggered by the number of people who are finding ways to twist things so that they can carry on as normal. I know we all need money, but surely we all need to help keep each other alive too... and a craft class for posh white women (let's be honest) is not "formal education or formal training" as defined in the government rules...

On the bright side, there's hope ahead with the vaccines being developed, and cross-fingers enough decent people in the world that they'll outweigh the others, although it does always seem to be quite the battle.

And Christmas is coming. *g*

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I was trying to work out what plant might look purple, because there's definitely no heather around here - I think it might be the hedges that have a purple tinge to them in the photos? It's just the light and the winter-bareness of them, I think.

I still can't believe those deer have survived all these hundreds of years with love-heart white bottoms bobbing up and down whenever they run! To be fair, when I was trying to work out what kind of deer it was, none of the pics seems to have such pure white distinctive rumps as these chaps! *g*