Inversion

Bad morning this morning. Woke up and the hens were all dead killed by the fox and just left. Did not realise the recent winds had damaged the hen run roof and the fox had got in. I bagged the carcasses.

Took Juno up the hill and met Manalo and Jordi . We walked together admiring the views all around and the inversion around us.

We headed down the glen and back up the hill.

Over to the allotment and some tidying up as the ground was frozen to dig over.

Home and rugby.

Shopping and french TV.