Walking the dogs through the orchards and a clump of reeds at the edge of the dyke suddenly comes to life as the low early morning sun hits them.
We've walked the terriers many times along this particular route and dressed in their spring and summer greens this line of reeds usually just blends in and seems to be nothing special, but this morning it really was a case of having seen them in a new light.
The orchard road to Damascus you could say.