A few weeks ago the fields were fallow and brown. Now they're springing into life and changing colour to emerald green. Our morning reveries interrupted by a black, Munich registered, Mercedes that comes hurtling down the hill. One of those large ,ugly, bulbous models that can't decide whether it wants to be a coupe or an SUV. It must be going at 150 kilometres an hour. Angus mutters under his breath. My irritated reaction to speeding drivers another sign I'm turning into my father.
On the storm drain Sophie leans into me as we discuss progress on Iran, Nikki Hayley and the impact the cold snap in Texas will have on wheat prices and inflation. Sophie, it must be said, is not really taken with any of todays conversational topics.
Sophie's pre-breakfast tour of the village takes us along the lane and then round to the old zinc bath for a lengthy drink.
The gardeners are finishing off cutting down the last of the trees by the village pond. All the water edge shrubbery has gone and with it any hope of seeing the moor hens again this year. One of the gardeners tells me there are plans to build a wall along the bank that's just been cleared. If true that would make the village a moor hen free zone.
In the garden the warm weather is brining into bloom all sorts of unexpected things deposited by birds and squirrels.
This I thought was a good take :https://www.statnews.com/2021/02/17/the-myth-of-good-and-bad-covid-vaccines-why-false-perceptions-overlook-facts-and-could-breed-resentment/
Dog thing of the day :https://www.the-scientist.com/news-opinion/dogs-pass-test-for-awareness-of-their-own-bodies-study-68472
Who'd have thought it ? :https://nautil.us/issue/96/rewired/martin-luther-rewired-your-brain