The village Christmas decorations are still in place. Angus suggests to the village odd job man that he could run a betting syndicate on when they'll be taken down. This is meant in jest but the village odd job man observes ' That's a good idea M'Ongoose. A really good idea'. Lesson #101 of living abroad. Foreigners, unless they're completely fluent, should never attempt humour in another language.
The hoar frost has covered the trees on the lane by the village pond. At this time in the morning it looks like flowering cherry blossom. I don't think I've ever seen them like this.
The adolescent moorhens are coping with this cold spell just fine. One of them seems unperturbed by our presence and paddles happily away as if oblivious to the fact there's a PONette watching it.
We head home via the old ruined windmill. I can't help but feel Sophie is enjoying this winter weather. Something in her DNA has been triggered. Can dogs smile ?
What d'ya know ? : https://www.discovermagazine.com/planet-earth/ancient-humans-had-pets-too