no trouble, no trouble in thy breast

Had a Jonah day today - dreadful dreams last night, including one of my ex. It's strange; I never dreamed about him once in all the years we were together, and in truth rarely dream of anyone except my parents and sister (visitation dreams from Grandfather and Great-Grandmother don't count). So that was a bad beginning, and then to make it worser my happy day of idyllic outdoor play with my animals was disrupted. The county is cutting down a number of trees along our drive that were getting too close to powerlines, so there were men and chainsaws and noise all day. Which distressed the animals, but also me - I imprinted hard enough on Tolkien that any "felling of good trees" gets me right upset.

The bright spot in my day was Downton Abbey 4.02, about which ( more behind the cut, for spoilers. )