The wood shed

No frost this morning instead I had fresh snow just above the Summer House. I was cosy but it was time to shift my focus towards home.

After a short pedal on Keith I headed away taking the scenic route, scoring some pottery for a spot in the garden along the way, and stopping for milk at the local farm that supplies it.

The process of unpacking is always drawn out with the once bereft Jasper-cat now beside himself with happiness. I tempered his happiness with a trip to the vet for a routine checkup and vaccinations. We're friends again. ;-)

Today's gratitude: For a fabulous few days away. I had a ball.