Wee beasties out on the cold wet grass enjoying the unusual sunshine on the croft. Mr Crofter, bless his cotton-mix socks was in the wee beasties winter quarters with his beloved - shovelling smelly stuff.
True love I'd say.
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.