Stonkingly good morning today. Ultra bitingly-crisp, clear and windless. Went for first tentative jog – first time in two months. Too good not to stop and take a couple of snaps.
Got assaulted by a fast-approaching white blob which turned out to be a miniature poodle desperately in need of a trim. She was an enthusiastic, unstoppable blur of pink tongue, shining dark buttons eyes and flying white fleece.
Quite sweet. I yearned for my dog-trimming scissors. It’s a long time since I’ve seen a dog quite so in need of canine topiary.
I changed my theme from the horrible Pilcrow to the slightly less horrible Twenty-ten. Not sure I like it. It’s on probation for a month. At least the pics show up properly though.