The sun is up and it's nice and warm on the face as Logan and I set out on our morning walk. Still no deer, though Logan does manage to find traces of their having been here. The field above our house is wide open and flat, so he takes to running at breakneck speed all around, his tongue hanging out of this mouth (as I write this he lies flopped down on the floor snoozing - cause and effect at work).
The winter has taken it's toll on the sheds up the hill from the house. A good windstorm and this blue one will be down, though not due to a tree falling on it like its neighbour - ouch!
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