I'd like to say its beautiful out there today - but it's Scotland at it's worst type weather......its grey and a reminder that there are still 2 weeks until the shortest day - but the sun wont come over our hill now for at least another 6 weeks. And so you can slip and slide around outside doing chores and feeding the pony who is skating around the garden - as being a welsh mountain pony defied gravity and climbed up the dyke and out of the field.......so he has spent the last week blowing steam in the kitchen window warming his hooves and cocking his head at the drains and freaking Fergus out when he goes out to bring in the coal.....anyone with a bucket is fair game to a pony! The dogs are less than impressed with the brevity of their daily amble - its a route march to get the blood flowing again as far as I'm concerned -but a family of long tailed tits have been ambushing the bird table and defying me to photograph them - zoom lens not zoomy enough. I slid 15ft (in the car) sideyways yesterday as I met the snow plough on the narrowest part of our road. We came to a halt with about 10 feet between us, Archie said afterwards - "did you see his face mum" it had a sort of inevitability about it. Typing this is becoming impossible due to the largest fattest cat chirruping, rolling and dribbling all over me and the key board. Chester (the pony) has discovered that he can get in the back door so Id better feed him before he discovers how to access the fridge......any one for cheval burger....

by Mel
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