Several days of snow, but as we are going away for Christmas, I hope it will dissolve by Thursday. Who wants to get stuck in transit?

I went down to the river yesterday and took zillions of pictures. Sam will know where this is! It was deserted except for one of two wanderers, which surprised me. I meant to go back today with all the apples we won't eat and give them to the horses, but it's getting late and I'm still in my jim jams. So hard luck horses

"Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;"

As Shakespeare wrote in "As you like it". I think he must have had that contemptible cretin, Jack, in mind!.....

That said,

Happy Christmas, one and all!