Squeak, Squeak

Yes, you’ve guessed it, Merlin and his squeaking ball (found in the meadow yesterday) have been an ever present part of our day. We’ve hidden the ball several times as he’s a bit obsessed with it, but he’s cleverly found it. This evening it’s been put well out of his reach so we can all have a bit of peace.

A beautiful frosty morning at -4 degrees. Amongst other things I’ve planted some hazel cuttings in the hope that I can grow a hazelnut at the allotment from which I can cut bean poles.

Wishing you a good weekend.