My morning walk with the Border collies began with the rat-tat-tat of a woodpecker. Though I couldn't spot him, I was content listening to him work as we strolled along a country lane and around a pond.
On this clear morning, the silhouette of the Great Blue Heron stood out as he worked his away across the cloudless sky.
But what really made me smile was what I found next to the lane, stuck on a branch.
The bluebird man had been by, inspecting the boxes in our lane and near the road. Over the years, he's put up hundreds of boxes in the countryside and maintained them.
Because of him, I can look forward to seeing more tree swallows and bluebirds.