The cold clear bright days are just the best; I feel happy and glad to be alive on days like this.
Apart from cuddling a chicken, there's not much to be done in the garden; the ground is just like rock and even the pile of muck is too difficult to dig into to spread on the plot.
Looking east over towards school in the valley and a snowy Clougha Pike in the background. Be good to get togged up and climb it on a day like this.
Gotta walk down to feed the chooks though and then go to work.