The sky gradually brightening, but the sun still below the horizon.
A footpath runs through this field;
I decided to go the other way!
The half-light lends a rosy glow
to the autumn hues.
The sun finally made it!
Mist hung over the fields to the south.
Fieldfares, Redwings, Siskins.......
....Teal, Snipe, Kingfisher, Water Rail....
.....and Mr Heron waiting patiently for breakfast.
On the east meadow this enchanting scene.
One of the many tiny streamlets.
On my way home I met these fine creatures,
Manx Loghtan sheep. Their name simply means
"mouse-brown sheep from the Isle Of Man".
A splendid morning.