The odder of grass on a wet day ……. in The odd entries from life …….

Our morning began with a rainbow, the pot of gold looked to be in one of the new houses on the horizon, those group of buildings call the ‘Brocken teeth’ by the locals; but perhaps one house will have its own finance package!

Ziggy returned from agility with a smell of wet grass, it had been wet over night, but through the day it was dry with the sun peeking out now and then; so it was a mild day for the time of year. It is just thirteen days to the shortest day of the year, nice to know the sun will begin it journey back higher up the sky very soon; and in five or six weeks the sun will sine on us once more.

After their agility class on Thursday the dogs got home tired as usual, Ziggy went up stares to rest, Lola settled in her VW camper dog-bed, she is always sensitive of a camera pointed her way; mostly mine!

Once I had retuned my camera to its gadget bag she relaxes, and silence rains through our home ……….