Ploughed

Lots of claggy mud in the fields on our walk this morning. I walk around a lot with my eyes closed and this is the first day I've noticed that everything is now ploughed up for the year. I'm sure that even as late as last week I was walking past massive fields of swede at this point in the walk.

Maisie must have been having an observant kind of a day too because she managed to annoy two fishermen, sniff out two dead birds in the undergrowth and to chase a very cocky cat throuh a hedge into its owners garden.