The alarm went off this morning and it was still dark outside, getting darker each day. I found Monster asleep on my feet and I didn’t want to get out of bed.
The morning started off optimistically, weather-wise. As I write this, it has since disintegrated into a gale accompanied by heavy rain which I think will stop next year some time (I jest you not).
But everyone was helpful, which makes a nice change and the sheep were encouraged to go outside into the field. I was thinking it might be the last time in a while. The horses and ponies are all living in sheltered well-stocked fields so I don’t worry about them.
There was a lovely sunrise.
But now it is blowing a hoolie outside, the front door is locked in case it blows in, and the sheep haven’t come home. I left the field gate open for them and will now spent my night worrying (I will go and check on them after supper and that’s the best I can do).
Pepper and Ted practiced their Christmas card poses.
But none of us are feeling very Christmassy until Daisy and Flossie get home ((19th and 21st).
(Apologies for boring blog – it was one of those days)