This morning I was awoken by Phill the Pheasant crowing from on top of the piggery roof. He was so comical as he crowed and flapped his stubby wings and nearly fell backwards. He brought Phyllis, his lady friend to the garden yesterday.
Phyllis
The weather is still cold and miserable but the Daffodils are beginning to open around the pond.
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