After a late morning, with Warren’s excellent fritters with Vermont maple syrup for breakfast, we went walking in the Fells en famille. Reached the top of the hill, wandered over into a rocky wooded area, and lay on the rocks, looking up at a powdery blue sky, which poured down sunshine. Holly gambolled about on the rocks, and crashed through bushes and small trees, returning to us in glee. S and Holly skidded about on a tiny frozen over pool of water, while Holly tried eating the ice. Home later, and a nice rest. Then, pasta and veggies. S read a book, while W and I watched Gravity. Good movie. Now, in the gentle silence of the night, I hear the thudding sounds of Holly chasing after a ball that W is throwing. This dog needs CONSTANT entertainment.