Another confession time: I am addicted to squirrels. As soon as winter fades away, I am out and about leaving nuts and pestering the poor creatures for photos. No fluffy tail will ever escape my love and care. That is just who I am. A squirrel stalker.
And as it is a Bank Holiday weekend here in the UK, I cannot think of anything better to do than spend this time in parks, watching wildlife. A good picnic would not be bad too, I am afraid no picnic has ever survived a duck invasion under my watch. [Read more…]