During public holidays we are held captive in our own home. The only road "out" is usually gridlocked in both directions, so we stay home and feel sorry for those stuck for hours on the main highway.
A certain ginger has spent the last 24 hours recovering from catching a coney (leveret) and having it confiscated by yours truly. It missed being eaten by a bunny whisker. As you can see, he is totally unstressed in his rabbit deprived state.
The birds are snoozing, enjoying being soggy after the desert temperatures of recent weeks.
And we are enjoying the night sky palettes at the end of lethargic days.
Not a bad place to be "imprisoned"