Thank you, learned gentlemen.
I hum and haw about the foreground in the first, sometimes in the Askew camp, sometimes in the Moore camp. Such is life. This shot was also taken through a window, the living room, the last shot through the kitchen window at the back of the house. It was a beautiful morning for about 90 minutes, after which it became cold and grey. Ah well, there's always tomorrow.
What do I put in my porridge? A spoon! Hard core!