This morning I drew back the curtains to find the sun shining and two absolutely beautiful male partridges strolling along the terraces in my garden. I stood very still and they were almost near enough to touch. Their markings were so exotic that they just didn't look like any ordinary 'field' bird. When they caught sight of me they strolled up to the top of the garden, flew on to the stone wall and then disappeared into the field beyond. They are in short supply around here, unlike pheasants (which are bred for the shooting season and released for just that purpose sadly) but I suspect just as likely to be shot once the shooting season opens. This, of course, is why there are so few of them about. I had three or four minutes in which to enjoy them and they started my day off well.
Out to lunch with friend D (scampi, chips and peas if you wish to know) and then home in time for friend S's call to take Tess for her walk. I am so lucky to have so many good friends and I really appreciate it.
Now, as the sun begins to set, there is a clear blue sky and a sharpish wind blowing. I suspect that, like last night, there will probably be a frost. I planted four lupin plants over the weekend - I just hope they can stand it.