A Loo with a View

Now I am plastering it on the inside. When the wind blows across the bottle end they howl and it's quite noisy. A bird made a nest in under the roof but I think I scared her away. It is a beautiful construction of grass and moss.

The cuckoo calls and I heard the hoopoo in the Algarve last weekend. The wild pink gladioli are coming up in the wheat fields and of course, the calendula and chamomile is rampant. Who could not love spring?