This greenfinch popped along whilst I was photographing a very regal-looking wood pigeon perched atop a tangle of bare hawthorn branches by the canal. It sang the loveliest song, posed for a few shots and then departed, leaving me jumping for joy at nabbing the best shots I’ve ever gotten of a greenfinch.
Having been unexpectedly very busy at work, I'm off to the pub to celebrate Revolting Colonial Day.
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