Lifeline

The bliposphere has been a lifeline for many of us in times of trial.

Now that life is easier, we shouldn't forget that. 

A whole new definition of phototherapy.

It was a crispy day out walking the marshes with the girl. Ice in the foreground and mist in the middle and far.

Everything seemed, dreamily, very remote.

On the way home, we watched roe deer munching on sugar beet, listened to a robin singing from the top of the hedge and startled pheasant and partridge as we trudged behind the water treatment [?] plant.

At home the garden reconfiguration is in hand. I washed the dog and was set on cutting down, unwanted, overgrown, bushes. Some were already dead! 

Roo went off to the dentist and the doctor. 

I built a fire and a 'Beastie Hotel'.

The fire was still burning this morning. I have no idea if the beasties have taken up residence.