I am so lucky in where I live. Only half an hour by train from central London, but with amazing parkland just five minutes from our house. This afternoon I went for a walk with hubby in Richmond Park, and we both resolved to take more time off to stroll through our beautiful local park.
I had decided to take a wildlife photo this week, and had spent much of the morning crouched in my back room looking out to my back garden, where I had hung a peanut butter-coated pine cone in an attempt to lure a squirrel close to the house. No luck. They are out there. I know it. And I am sure they will come.
So in the end the next best option seemed to be to go to the park. The deer are a bit easier to spot, and this one almost seemed to be posing for me. We have snow forecast in a day or two, so that might be interesting for next week.