As the old song says (if you are old enough to remember it!) - the sun has got his hat on, and he's coming out today! (wonder why it is a 'he'?) Lovely day again.
Yesterday our newspaper printed a photograph of the same date last year when there was about a foot of snow in the Yorkshire Dales and we needed the snowploughs out. What a difference a year makes. And how easily we forget the awful weather once it has passed. (only Jonahs will remind us that there is still time for some awful weather this year.)
Today there is a photograph in the Times of a tearful lady just beginning the clear up in her house in the Somerset levels. According to the write up there was four feet of water in the house and the water was contaminated with sewage and dead animals. I can't begin to imagine how awful it must be for them all.
Shortly the farmer is taking me over the tops to Richmond (only a short journey) to the Orthotic Clinic - my foot is still under treatment. Then it is straight to the Hairdresser for my weekly appointment (and a half hour's total relax). I just hope that the sun is still out when I get back home, so that I can have a nice walk with Tess.
Yesterday it was very difficult to get her away from the sheep feeder. It was full of hay and there was something very interesting underneath which caused her to prance round the feeder on her back legs, barking and getting very excited. I wish I hadn't told the farmer because he immediately decided it was probably a rabbit's nest and that he would 'deal with it'.
Half of me loves the rabbits - they are pretty animals - but they do often get myxamatosis, which is such a cruel illness - and also ten rabbits eat as much grass as one cow.