|Under that mound of soil is the last bit|
of snow on that part of our land. There
is still some down the other end where
the sun doesn't get to as much.
|Not a cloud in the sky and the storks soar|
|Such class work heh! The first step in|
|The new jetty, complete with woodchip path|
so no slipping in wet weather
|Sophie on the run!|
|Two furry mechanics doing a bit of an inspection of the|
bodywork of the car
|My original inspiration, but it|
already looks nothing like this
|A bird box added to the barn|
Can anyone led me ten billion quid?
Why do you look so glum, was it something I did?
So I caused the second great depression, what can I say?
I guess I got a bit carried away
If I say I'm sorry, will you give me the money?
|The pied wagtails are back. They seem to find it highly|
amusing to torment the cats, especially by sitting on top
of the greenhouse where they can't get to and singing their
little hearts out.
|Even the ice has nearly gone on our bottom pond.|