My photos app regularly pipes up with photos from the past, reminders of what was happening this many years ago and the like.
H and I have remarked that we used to take photos of each other. Then we got a cat and all the photos were of him. Then I started working on a farm and all the photos were of fields, crops in various stages of growth, bits of tractors.
So it goes that this photo pops up, taken three years ago, of a hedgehog poo. And I’m pleased to be reminded of it.