At ease

Another frosty morning necessitating defrosting the car before I went to yoga. I haven’t been to Jen’s class for a couple of years mainly because it’s quite strong yoga and she is so good that all the places are gone within seconds when the booking system opens. It was a great session, and I felt thoroughly revived, if a bit shaky in the legs.

Son number 1 and family arrived mid afternoon and they all settled in while I roasted a chicken with squash, and made a Manchester Tart from scratch which went down rather well.

Liv has finally crashed and Islay has found a quiet corner in my bedroom. We saw the most beautiful fox earlier, he stood quite still until we were just metres away.