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Hopefully, The Crofter is still speaking to me despite my naming mistakes. I've yet to go down the road to see him as, although the sun is shining there's a bitter wind coming off the Minch so I spent the morning playing the in darkroom.

Dad Crofter appeared.

Dad Crofter at lunch

Hope the hens are still laying as I need some more eggs. And, you never know, I might even find out what flavour the little coow is and what it's name is going to be. Come back later!


Later; The little coow is a boy. And his name is Colla.