Tilda is allowed off the lead post-op now so we visited the rabbit-ridden cemetery.

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rabbit footprints all over it but T is of the opinion that they are all holed up in the paddock next door.

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despite the rabbit proof fence

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the snow is beginning to melt, leaving fretted patterns across the plough
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this pretty view is about to be despoiled by electricity cables coming through from off-shore windfarms

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they will bring them through the farm and out at this corner. should I retreat to Spain at last or find some new walking permissions.

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there’s a regular pheasant pathway along here; their footprints decorative in the snow.

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in the wood the replenished ponds stand out against the snow

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we find fox prints along fallen tree trunks; the snow is a great give-away.

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and the beech stands still amongst the crowding hazels

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there is a muntjac deer, small with coat all fluffed out and tail at attention. once I get him to move off the dogs behave fairly badly, but T is on the lead so all is safe.

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in the green lane a dark rust fox appears and runs on in front, luckily T is still on the lead and Sal is all unaware. T has a great time following his scent, snorting through the snow.

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in the big meadow Sal plays in the snow, shoving his nose into it, eating it and leaping about, you wouldn’t think he is fourteen this year.

Miss T is off on her own business, making a wide sweep.

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she joins us at the gate.

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