Beware the Ides of March

Golden retriever Poppy

A plague does not happen overnight, there are warning signs. Signs that only make sense after the devastation, just as we experienced in Lamont Towers last night. Lets roll back a month to the garden. Two holes appeared in the ground very slowly near the base of a tree where divots were formed when we felled 20 years ago a 35m fir tree and the roots rotted. Then two nights ago a strange cat appeared at 7pm sniffing around the holes then sat still nearby tail wrapped around his legs. I visited the greenhouse much later to restart the paraffin heaters and noticed through the dark, reflections of cats eyes peering back.

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