Early.

An unexpectedly early start to the day. Sophie has been on one of her nocturnal wanderings round the house. She's managed to get herself into the upstairs dining room where the door has swung closed behind her. She keeps this trauma to herself until 5:44 am. At this point she decides that she's been imprisoned long enough and that her stoicism has run its course. There is a 'howling'.  'The Font' makes it quite clear that Angus needs to get up and dressed and escort the family diva into the garden.

March weather. Bright but breezy. The first of the peonies coming into bloom. This is a sure fire indicator that a savage sub zero cold spell is in our immediate future.

On our walk down the hill dog and master stop to examine the onion fields. Is there anything more French than onion fields ?

After breakfast a trip to the river.; Sophie's hair continues to grow. This morning she is looking rather goat like. A trim can't come too soon.

 Ghost forests are becoming a thing  :https://earther.gizmodo.com/the-spooky-rise-of-ghost-forests-along-the-eastern-se-1846488939

Cool bee videos:https://gizmodo.com/unprecedented-footage-reveals-the-bizarre-inner-working-1846493923