That is all, more or less.

Great morning fog these past two days. And warmer, so I only have to feed the birds every other morning.

The cats miss their mistress, and are acting weird, except perhaps the old red one who seems to have imprinted me when I taught him to eat solid food way back when. We were given him way too young, it turned out.

And there is the annual worrying about are the tortoises alive or dead, did they make it through the winter, doubly so this time as we boarded a guest. Two guests, actually, but one woke up early and was rustling around in his box so we gave him to his owner.

The other two, you walk into the wine cellar and nothing.

Just silence.