Worm’s eye view of washing day

Imagine the scene.
The sun is shining.
I’m working from home so I can’t resist putting a load of washing on.
An hour later it’s coffee break time.
I head outside to hang up the clothes.
For some reason ‘Sing-a-song of sixpence …’ is going through my brain.

df has been mowing the grass and worms are about …. I reach the line (in the song not the clothes line) that goes ‘… when down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose’.

‘Maybe the blackbird was after a worm’, think I. ‘How would the worm feel seeing the blackbird swoop down?’

Lying down on the grass and looking skyward I get a pretty good idea of a worm’s eye view. Here it is minus the blackbird!

Yes, all right! Perhaps I should just have gone to the office!