Nous sommes le vendredi douze janvier

Looking out this morning to see another wet and muddy day. The drive is full of puddles, the fields are wet and muddy. The donkeys move from one field hut to another escaping the showers. They do have soft beds of sraw in each hut but I dread when it gets wet and needs mucking out.

 A job for young men with new wellies.

The afternoons have been dry but these constant wet mornings have swollen the rivers many breaking their banks.

Roll on Spring please.

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