I confess to being glad I am alive!
Just returned from walking the dogs and it is a wonderful day to come.
I took them to an area that is little walked as the terrain is steep and rough. There was a sea mist being burnt off by the early morning sun, nothing more than a slight breeze which was refreshing.
Hundreds of rabbits for the dogs to exercise so, I took a break and sat on a rock contemplating the area. So many wild flowers in the grasses and I saw Kestrel drop from a great height to catch a mouse and take it back to where they are nesting high on the cliffs.
I am getting fitter as I am less puffed clambering up and down the steep slopes.
Bet that I can out pace Stan any day!