Enchanted wood?

One of those strange, off kilter days. where nothing felt quite right. You know the sort, when any job you start will go wrong, and it feels like your unconscious mind is desperately trying to attract the attention of your conscious mind, but then forgets what it was going to say.

I'd planned a long bike ride, but the changeable weather put me off, which is silly.

The poodles once again reveled in their enjoyment of fox poo.

Somehow I actually managed to get a few decent pictures.