What a beautiful day! The sun shone from a cloudless sky and the air was antiseptic in its cleanliness. I had to make a foray down into the foggy village in the valley for supplies - it was dark and gloomy. An atmosphere hangs as heavy as the fog in the village after tragedy struck in the early hours of New Years Day and two families have to come to grips with the aftermath.
I scuttled around the quiet shops and was soon back up in the sunshine. The frost glittered on every branch and twig and I was itching for my turn with the camera. The juniour shepherd had to relinquish it as he was destined for a logging trip. I was let loose with my own camera - WOW! So under the pretext of breaking a new pair of boots in I set off with the dog around the tracks and paths - it was wonderful. I was out there for hours - until the batteries went flat! As I made for home I realised the boots were rubbing like hell. The intrepid loggers appeared back, whereupon junior shepherd put a fresh set of batteries in and was back outside as dusk fell. He even met the fox who decimated our flock of chickens but all he had was a camera.
I think I lost the plot completely just before Christmas as I find little piles of lists and half written Christmas cards all over the place - I wonder if I could have a personal organiser to sort me out next year because I have decided I am useless at Christmas preparations - we get there - just! Wing and a prayer and tree up on Christmas morning - the turkey will arrive fully clothed one year - I just know it. Oh well bung the half ticked list on the log burner and better get writing letters to those folk whose cards are still here - this is her that fully intended to make her own cards - dont make me laugh! This is her that managed to loose 15 jars of marmalade for goodness sake!
The last two pics are from junior shepherd and we compromised with a shared slide show below!
so its goodnight from me and goodnight from him and if its a nice day tomorrow there will be more fighting over the camera........
