A Fine Friday Morning
If every day started like today I'd be one very happy bead maker, the sunshine was filling the fens from 5.30 this morning with what seems like every bird feeding young, finches, tits, even that gang of trouble maker sparrows have young fledglings with them, every feeder full and ever branch a resting place.
This last week the Marsh Harriers have been abundant, I've been lucky enough to see four sightings around the local fenland, so I'm guessing their young are being feed and hunting is once more top priority. The rivers are alive with life, reed beds are now guarding every bank, home to Reed Warbler and the water fowl once more greet those summer boating parties who slowly travel those quiet wildlife water filled highways.
For me it's to my flame I'll be heading and what may be another warm day next to my kiln, oh how I wish for an outdoor flame that would stand still in the fen breeze, for on days such as this what could be better than sitting surrounded by nature while working my glass.
