When I woke this morning it was cold and there was a very white frost (I know frost is white but it was almost like snow!).
It would be easy to pull the duvet up but like a good little walker I got up and headed out.
Whenever my dad saw the ponies out in weather like this he would mutter "poor little sods, it would kill me"
I haven't been down this path for a bit as its water logged but today it was passable!
There are a few Pied Wags near to where the haystack used to be. I've seen a Grey Wagtail there and the odd Meadow Pipit.
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