Our second granddaughter ‘Wren’ is now just over five weeks old. A lovely, if slightly unusual, name. We have of course not seen much of her during her brief life so far, so we hope things improve soon. In her absence, I set myself a challenge to photograph a Wren in the garden. How lucky are we to have a garden… and an occasional visiting Wren! Hiding in a hide that I have hastily put together and situated alongside our tiny pond, I have spent several evenings waiting for him, an elusive fella, who like so many small creatures lives a high-speed life; they don’t sit still for a second! A few of my attempts at a snap can be seen here.