24°C, SW wind, sunny bits. Cycle: 70 miles

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I have a little friend: he watches me in the garden, he looks at what I do, first with one eye, then the other. He is a Robin. He hops along as I potter in the garden, his interest is especially noticeable when I turn things overso he can look at what is revealed.
I suspect that he has a nest here, perhaps at the top left in the Pear tree. When he’s feeding, I back off to let him finish. One day I awoke in the hammock to see him standing on the ropes by my feet.

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This morning’s walk in the new meadow.