Do horses really sit down like that, rear end only? I suppose that they must, this one certainly was.

How peculiar.

I may have been sat sitting still, much in the manner of this horse, but I have not been entirely idle.

Nor, you might notice, has Father Nature been entirely idle. As well as this unseemly orgy of nest-building and mating taking place in every tree and hedgerow, do you notice the buds on the trees?

There aren’t yet many, and they are in dire peril for the moment (lashings of cold weather and ginger beer are forecast to descend upon us once again in the next couple of weeks), but signs of life are returning to the countryside.

I, for my part, am hibernating less than I have of late. In spite of the Cardinal’s blackout blinds being eleventy-nine point nine nine percent effective, something in that squidgy blancmange between my ears notices the increasingly early appearances of daylight and wakes me from my slumbers.

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