This morning, after making a pot of chocolate chilli, I walked up the frosty hill behind my house to explore the oak trees at the top to see if there were any leaves left on them...
The chickens and the rest of the dawn chorus are chattier than me today, but it would lovely to have your company as I give Gloria and Louise their breakfast under a pink cloud-filled morning sky.
Join me in the rain as I let the chickens out and talk about how my gentle, early morning hibernatory routine has been unexpectedly made more peaceful by a stopped clock.
In the 1521st episode (and not the 1421st as I say in the podcast), you find by my gate enjoying watching the hillside wake up around me as I decide that this is a day for wearing crocheted socks and sitting by the fire...