Ah yes, this was the day a year or three back when the kind Crofter went to Dingwall in order to adopt Eric the bull.
Oh I remember it well. Scrambled egg on toast at a cafe on the way there from Ullapool after the ferry crossing then Strawberry tartlette after the adoption process had been finalised. Oh what a day we had.
On the Isle of Lewis off the west coast of mainland Scotland lies a croft inhabited by an English off-comer. His Mum and Dad live nearby and help him run the croft. This is a photographic record of their lives as it unfolds.