As we both went, the dogs came too. When we got nearly to town, we stopped to take a walk with them.
Mike heard a tapping of a woodpecker so we took a few steps back to see where he was.
And there he was on the telegraph pole we had just passed, tapping merrily away.
He didn't seem to mind us.
He stopped to take a look at who was looking at him though.
A bit further on, I saw some fungi growing high up on a tree.
It was a shame that the sun wasn't shining, but the views were still nice.
But the birds don't mind what it looks like. As long as the berries taste nice. I think this is a blackbird, it was difficult to see it clearly. There was another bird too, not sure what kind, not one I was familiar with. But it flew off when I went over to take a picture.
After that, we went shopping.