Joint Effort

I tried to take a picture of the Christmas tree in the wee small hours this morning, and Dimairt decided to get in on the act by nudging me as I was taking it. I think it was his way of saying that it was time for bed - and it was.

I have just realised that it is the only shot I took today; the rain has started to melt the snow and it is a bit miserable. I was not tempted to venture too far from the fire.

Must try better tomorrow!