Dreich moss

Nothing lke a morning dog walk in the cold mizzle to wake you up.

After a bit of pottering at home, myself & Gorgeous walked the dogs (including Evie the Wondergod) in a thick drizzle blown on a moderate wind. Further pottering occurred back home before I trotted off to work.

Work included a trip to the local riding stables to watch Rowan ride a pony called Miss Toffee.