My mom had to go to Bristol for a funeral today, so she give us each a little list of things to do. My job was to let the bunnies out to run around and get some exercise - they are faaaaaat darlings, and they need all the exercise they can get. I brought a book and curled up on the wooden chaise my mom picked out for her birthday and let Belle out first. Belle's a sweet-tempered little Dutch bunny. She let me hold her for a while before she hopped around the deck. I wasn't too keen on the whole sitting outside thing at first, but by the time Belle hopped back in her cage I was really enjoying it.

So I let bunny number two out (Thistle, aka Fatso) and soaked up even more of the lovely outdoors. I always thought 'weak winter sunlight' was just a poetic cliche, but that's totally not the case. It's really soothing, almost - gentle and delicate while still letting you know that hello, I'm the sun and am a huge part of your day.

I stayed out until my fingers were too frozen to turn the pages of my book, and then I retreated inside. But it was a lovely afternoon all the same.