Shortening days and lengthening work hours: can`t help the former and don`t mind the latter but weaving the walks into a day can take some discipline.
Thus we scampered up the hill before tea tonight, a grey sky rimmed with gold and a smidgeon of blue peeping out between the clouds here and there. A chill wind kept us moving fast and the dogs tore round, chasing a fox that was silly enough to cross our path and scaring the odd rabbit.
Dark enough to shut up the poultry by the time we returned and cold enough to light a fire.
Have discovered the author Daniel Pennac of whom more when I`ve finished his book School Blues: already suspect it may be one that I have to purchase.
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