Toots in Solitude

By Toots

The horse whose name I don't know.

Such a sweet almost sad look. He is so handsome.

I took loads of bags of 'stuff' to the charity shop this morning and loads of junk to the recycling centre and delving into all the corners of the house I see that I could shift a whole lot more too.

Severely cold but no snow as yet, thank goodness, but I am so incredibly cold at home that I never take my coat off.

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