As I look out of my window the sky is blue the sun is shining, in the distance I can see the woods beginning to fill out with the new leaves of spring, thickening the branches and rebuilding the canopy that covers the walkers in the summer.
Looking out at that scene you wouldn't believe that the wind is blowing a gale and that it is actually quite cold, the wind is gusting so hard it is rattling the windows and the letterbox. Yet it looks like a balmy summers day.
Molly has discovered squeaky toys, one of the toys I bought her today had a squeak in the middle, it is now quite dead
It is a rope frisbee that had a teddy head and four pieces meeting in the middle where the now dead squeak was. The teddy head is also in a trillion pieces
The rope piece however is alive and well and in pride of place in the bed.
I wish that wind would stop knocking on the door and making her jump though 





