Lambs, barny, dipper

That was on my bike ride after a poignant sort out of Little Dog’s many beds! Rich did the skip run. We’ve saved a few bits that have emotional attachments but the act of chucking out was hard.

Out of my winter kit felt great although there was a chill in the air in the way back - especially given I hung around (about here, actually, but this was in the way out) watching the barn owl. The dipper was very shortly afterwards in a very unexpected small stretch of water.