There are new guards down at t'croft. You can't sneak up quietly any more and catch The Crofter doing something he shouldn't be doing.
What are they for? Eh?
The Crofter has finished re-fashioning his kitchen now, the ex-kitchen is cut in half and now resmbles another store. Which I suppose it is now.
The sheeps have been in for a freshen up - into the croft, not the kitchen - and reside back out on the beach side awaiting their time for lambing. When that times comes around they trot back to the croft for a little tlc from The Crofter.
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.