I woke up in the wolf hours and worried about things. These days I'm savvy enough to know that wolf hour anxieties dwindle in the light of day. So I told myself that and went back to sleep.
The starlings are using the rabbit's water bowl as a bath.
A chap came round this morning to check the gas meter to make sure we weren't defrauding the supplier. Apparently people switch the pipes around so the little cogs run backwards. He was very chatty. He said we'd be having rain or snow this weekend and I said I'd prefer snow.