dressed in dull

A last p.s. to the series of 'habits' posts... ... thanks to a pheasant and a poem by John Clare. It relates to the looking out of the window and feeding of the birds which happens before my 'Q.T.' (Quality Time) writing/journalling/blogging: FEEDING HABITS I hide my habits in a gown of joy which seldom makes me frown the birds pour ink into my pen my habits - like the pheasant hen - are dressed…