Monday, 28 September 2020

The Bower Bird

To walk past a bower of trees with a path inviting me into its centre is beyond temptation for me. In Hope Valley last week the hawthorn called to me....I felt I was justly rewarded with these delightful tree dwellers.





Hand on heart I can say these little hidden gems make me happier than anything you can buy. For once I managed to not pull one of my infamous gargoyle expressions for this snap of one contented bower bird. We were out celebrating our 27th wedding anniversary.



Arilx


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4 comments:

  1. kjsutcliffe28 September 2020 at 07:57

    What a treat to find and congratulations x

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    1. Aril29 September 2020 at 17:27

      Thank you. I did feel like it was a gift. Arilx

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  2. Beth Waltz28 September 2020 at 12:51

    Rara avis, indeed! What a serendipitous anniversary gift to you from a kindly universe!

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