Just a Woodpigeon

Saw this chap sitting on the fence outside the living room window, so decided to take his picture. Shot through the window, I was surprised that the sharpness and clarity were ok.

Quick update on the Turtle doves too – they’ve been seen almost daily, so I’ve got all my fingers crossed that I’ll be able to get some photos.

 

 

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