Favourite chair

We woke up to find a sprinkling of snow covering the garden. Bertie thought it was wonderful and had a mad few minutes while in his walk with N. Here he is after his walk, sitting in his favourite chair, watching the birds flit around the bird feeders,
I managed to finish writing all my Christmas cards and had them ready for posting, along with a Christmas parcel. However, there was no way I was going to venture in the car down our drive (impersonating the Cresta Run today) to go to the village. I thought of walking but didn’t have enough daylight to make the return journey, having also managed to get the Christmas cake in the oven…….a day of mini miracles!