Another day of doing not very much. I spent most of the morning sorting out photographs and then an afternoon of reading and knitting.
Dougal has been out, first via the front door and back in the same way, thirty-seconds later; he then checked the back door, but declined to go out. Florence did not venture out, but spent all day in her bed, well it is Sunday, so maybe not a bad idea. Today’s picture is of Florence, this is the bed that is often found, upside-down on the floor in the morning, with her still sleeping on it.
It is cold with some sunshine.