It’s been quiet around these parts, as it often is. And, as ever, I am hoping to rectify that, time allowing. Baby steps. Thought I’d get going with a few photos from a great weekend walk down by Bourne Mill.
The titular Mill.
Low-flying birds at every… tern.
Moody duck shot.
Look how big this kid is getting. Rupert leads the way.
Also, look how big this kid is getting. Aoife keepin’ cosy.