Friday, 18 January 2013


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. 

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