Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Poor Robin
The North Wind heaved in yesterday with a flurry of snow that iced the pathways and whitened the hills round Winster ( see picture of local farm buildingo. Edward and Iwere out in the wodds- me watching birds, Him hunting rabbits ( but not very successfully) when we felt the first little flurry of soft flakes which began to lodge themselves inEdward's coat, particularly his whiskery bits. He looked so amazed to becoming a living snow-dog like his American cousin.