Writespiration #116

It stared at me with unblinking eyes. I recognised the wheezy hiss that I had heard  many times in the warm barn. The chick’s parents were both hunting over the dark fields so I would not be caught in the act. Inserting my leather-gloved hand I grasped the downy body ready to attach the coloured ring.


Filed under Uncategorized

2 responses to “Writespiration #116

  1. HI Bobby, the link you gave me didn’t work the second time either! But I hopped over and found the entry anyway. Thanks so much for joining in, cracking entry. Out of interest, are you Hertfordshire based? I saw the Verulam writers day, and I live in Hertfordshire too!

    Liked by 1 person

    • I really must sort out this link idea, perhaps the fact that I’m not from Hertfordshire explains my lack of technical expertise, as you see from my photo I tend to be still in the Dark ages.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.