We began our walk along the beautiful Sheringham Park autumnal pathways.
  I noticed a robin, with its chest provocatively puffed out, perched under a hedgerow as we walked by.
  Quite a few different types of dogs were around, most of them on their leads. I noticed several different Labradors walking with their owners. People passed us by with spaniels, poodles, and terriers; sadly, many cross-bred dogs are hard to identify these days.
  I snapped a lovely photograph of my favourite ancient beech tree in Sheringham Park.

  A female blackbird landed on a rowan and began feasting on the ripe red berries. I snapped a photograph of this hungry bird as it fed on the berries and built up strength to survive the winter ahead.
  A lady passed us walking two black Pekingese-type dogs. One of them was obviously unable to use its back legs and was walking with the aid of a wheeled device.
  We continued along the main pathway, taking photographs of the stunning scenery and each other.

   I spotted a couple of grey squirrels racing up and down the smooth bark of a tall deciduous tree.
  We returned to the National Trust café and indulged in some liquid refreshment.