You can't see them, even though they are mostly white, because they are occupied looking for trouble in the undergrowth and down the side of the dyke.
There was weather front approaching from the South West as we walked back and this terminated the sunset a little earlier than expected but it was still rather splendid in a restrained way. We do love those hard silhouettes that winter sunsets provide.
Did the terriers care? No, they didn't give a toss about the sunset; rummage about, chase rodents, get muddy, eat windfalls in the orchard, have tea and sleep in front of the fire.
No complaints from them.
