The Result Was Inevitable

OLAHF is feeling rather sorry for itself. Obviously has a bad headache - and a sore nose where it forgot that turning at speed requires care and forethought. Don't think the garden table is damaged.

The wrens were not a figment of My imagination after all. (Thankfully.) Fluttered back yesterday to the patio moving so fast they were but tiny little brown blurs. If Myself hadn't been already hard at work I might have had the opportunity to catch one.