Early (though not crack of dawn which is about half four at the moment) and up the hill on a bright and breezy day: beasts are out in the fields, lambs growing fat, grass suddenly ankle deep and a cacophany of bird song.....must be late Spring - oh, hang on, we`re only 3 weeks away from the longest day. Shouldn`t it be just a tad warmer?
No should about it of course, it is what it is.
Zen and the art of weather-forecasting.
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