It's been a brrrrrrright and chhhhhhhillllly day here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept really well. Woke up a bit too early, turned over and then woke up an hour and a half later. Whoops! Still feeling tired, stressed and snotty. More tired than anything else. I had planned a quiet day, but looking at the long range forecast, next week is looking pretty wet. Ergo I wrapped up well and off into the garden with the chainsaw to cut firewood. Carried on with the ash and the cherry I felled previous week, and spotted a nearby oak that was also dead, and so felled that as there was no wind. Turned a whole load of stuff into logs.
A lovely luncheon of a gammon sandwich, a pear, a persimmon and a
Then, this afternoon, went back out with the wheelbarrow to haul in what I'd cut. Four large barrows of logs are now stashed in the garage, so, along with what I already had stashed away, I now should have enough cut stuff for the next couple of weeks.
Now sat down with a biskit and a

and watching the early evening news.
Madam Rhubarb is in the igloo bed next to the radiator in the dining room. She's already been here a week, and massive improvements. She's a lot less skitty, she's put weight on, and her coat is now silky rather than wiry.