Dad Crofter chillin
The day started nicely. A little breeze was in the coolish air but it was dry. I found Dad Crofter with his mug of builder's tea on the bench outside the croft house taking in the peace and quiet. The pigs had already been fed, the ducks were next in the queue. And then The Crofter drove into view. Just off the overnight Muirneag ferry from the mainland with a new addition to the menagerie. We all looked into the trailer and inside a little piggie looked out - really fed up at being shaken and stirred all the way from Yorkshire. This was Butch, the new boar for the flock.