
The neighbors behind my daughter’s place have a couple of sheep and some chickens. In the summer there is one rooster who crows day and night until his voice is completely hoarse. It is desperate sounding. Is it because it’s winter that we don’t hear a peep, a cry, a crow, a croak out of him? The chickens seldom come over onto our garden even though the fence is totally inadequate. The sheep would never dream of such rude behaviour. It is lovely to be cooking and look out of the window to see these creatures doing their winter thing.

The straight, calm as a mill pond and the mainland across the way. A scarf of white cloud to keep it cosy. The air rather raw, damp, sunless until mid afternoon and now setting early. A lovely place!
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