It's been cold. Now suddenly it's hot. Very hot. March one minute and August the next.
The little wrens nesting in the wisteria around the front door start their song at dawn. A whole vocabulary in those first notes. Joy, gladness, delight, sunshine, cheer. Bob and Sophie soon join them. Their comical high pitched barks add zest and gusto to the mix. A blissful day awaits. There again Bob and Sophie approach each day in the knowledge that it's going to be the best ever.
6:30 am. Bob has shredded the wallpaper samples and Sophie has discovered ( rediscovered ? ) something exciting in the garden trough . Dog owners are the luckiest people.