I just want to hear that trickle of a thaw — like nature programs about foxes and their cubs...pan to a stream of spring melt water.

I have a cold so my mind is a little melty

Peter Peter pumpkin peeler.

I took some peas out of the freezer and saw that they all had icy coats on.
The texture reminds me of the item I'm knitting at the moment. (I say item because it could become a present.) I love settling the stitches on the needle — it's like stroking a scrawny cat's back.

The middle photo is just funny...

A little lunchtime sunshine. I snapped these on my way back in from lunch.

Sunshine on a rainy day [quiet]sunshine[/quiet], Makes my soul, makes my soul...

I'm wrapped in my lovely super soft base layers again - I hate being cold (my blood is made of microscopic blue and milky marbles) but I loooove wrapping up for winter. Right now I'm frozen but I'm looking forward to hopping into bed. If only you could live your night-time temperature life backwards - suddenly in the morning you'd be bloody freezing and hop out and into a cozy hot shower...

I think this photo of a my perfectly poached egg epitomises the life of somebody who, dare I say it, "blogs". Yeah I take pride in my tiny achievements! BTW, the only secret to perfectly poached egg is that it's laid that morning. There's just no point in making one unless you like stringy wet strands all over your toast.

Six black cats in the car park behind my house; if I were superstitious...

Fireworks over neighbouring rooftops — everytime we nipped inside because we thought they were over another bout of them would erupt and we'd leg it out to catch the end. Happy Halloween guys : )

I was cleaning out my tiny freezer and I found this guy inside (one of James' illustration escapees)

Before I locked the hens in for the night I took a photo of them asleep on their perches — very night vision : )