Sunday (16th) the sun was bravely trying to break up those clouds as we walked.
Monday more logs were delivered ... George barrows them into the front cratch ...
and I pile them up as neatly as possible
Lots of kindling too.
And the red sky this morning (Tuesday 18th) at 7:40
I say 'Red sky at night Shepherds Delight, Red sky in the morning Shepherds Warning' but I know some say the rhyme the other way round ... I wonder what weather the day will bring?