Okay it was 11.30 am ish. With the emphasis on 'ish'. Mr Crofter was having a mug of builders' tea to prepare him for the journey to our small capital in t'land-rover to pick up some hay - assuming there is any to buy. The animals had been fed and watered, the teeth made and posted while the sun was shining. I took a snap, had a whinge and came home. As I do.
Walk and acquisition
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The Isle of Arran with the Clyde shining
Marsh marigolds
Young beech leaves, just the right time to make Noyeau
Wood anemones..did you say them as Wooden ...
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