On this glorious morning I managed to haul myself out of bed soon after
sunrise to admire the splendour of dear old Jack Frost. I crept outside
in my pyjamas, in the blissful quiet of the early morning. Just me and my dog.
Or
so I thought. After admiring the frosticles on the pyracantha teton,
it was apparent that we were not alone. Lurking at the boundary of our
garden were Dave and Steve, looking for a few bunny holes in which to
exercise their ferrets!
Undeterred, Maisie and I walked across the fields in search of diamonds, which were found in abundance.
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