The long walk to get the sheeps back in. There's still some out there on account of Gemmima not yet responding properly to 'away' and 'come by' - but she has plenty of time to learn. The little blighters [sheeps that is] hide down the cliff edge - goodness knows why as there is little enough to eat out there.
I think Mr Crofter is going out on Tolsta Head today - in between visits to the tooth factory, cups of tea and checking on the sheeps in The Big Shed.
Dad Crofter was in The Big Shed this morning - lovely a quiet ot was too just the contented sound of sheeps munching and a coow having a delightful poo.
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.