Please excuse me

Just look at me... look at the state I'm in. I know I'm getting on in years but they really should look after me better. At least there's a hint of warmth in the sun this afternoon... I'm glad we're past the winter solstice. Oh look, there's the magpies' nest from last year in that old sycamore... it's almost as old as me, neglected and overgrown and the neighbours hate it, but it protects me from winter winds and shades me in summer.