One called Peter, one called Paul




The last couple of times I’ve driven out of the drive and up the lane, I’ve glimpsed a couple of robins on the gate which leads to the allotments.  I’ve been watching a couple more through the kitchen window recently and have enjoyed the seasonal show they’ve put on for me.

I think it’s been a robin Christmas card year, too, because we have quite a collection on the theme.




But a closer look yesterday morning made me think that it could be time to visit the optician.

Lost and Found

Wednesday, with Mary