Vitamin D

Things are changing. We are getting a wee bit more daylight everyday, precious minutes that give me just enough light to walk Max without a torch after work, but only if we get a move on. Any dilly dallying and darkness descends around us in the forest.

Things are changing. Cold, hard frosts are here, as they should be at this time of year, kicking the daft, damp, mild rain into touch.

Things are changing. After a great couple of nights of uncontrollable family giggles, suddenly tonight, I have not one but two hormonal teens chewbacca grunting round the house. Alas, without any sign of the Chewy charm. But no grump stays forever and Sam's last day of being 13 ended with a happier chat with his old mum.