Free Range

A layer of cloud and no sun has dropped the temperature.  We tried a walk on the beach but the wind was from the south and bitter.  It has been an inside day reading and putting wood on the fire.  The rooster and three of the hens must have been bored and they walked down to the house to scratch around.  Last nights guests took home a dozen eggs and a vegetable frittata tonight will reduce  the pile.  The rugby last night was a win by Ireland which they deserved.  Our team never got started and spent the game defending.  Another game next Saturday night.  

Close To You        Burt Bacharach / Hal David

. . . On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold and starlight in your eyes of blue
That is why all the girls in town
Follow you all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you