Muddy Boots

Headed for the hills today. Well, the countryside at any rate. And a pleasant stroll was had. It was oddly springlike. It's easy to forget at the moment that theoretically we are in the depths of winter, what with it being relatively warm, but the dead giveaway for me is the short days. I suppose that in days gone by when my ancestors would have been pillaging and raiding they'd have been too busy to notice the long nights and short days, but as the nearest I get to pillaging and raiding is the stationery cupboard I can tell you that I struggle. However, a trip out and a couple of miles in the woods does me the world of good and stops me wanting to hibernate. For a day or three at least.

And to prove it actually is winter, here is a robin, spotted earlier today.