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Where are the little darlings? [ I paraphrase here].

Oh, they were there alright as you have seen and soon came up to see what the Crofter was shouting about.

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It was cold  tell you. I was well wrapped up sporting fingerless cycling gloves so I could play with my camera - an old Soviet model.
Mr Crofter Sir was well wrapped up too as he descended in the Glen to see where his coows were.

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Yes, Dad Crofter was there in the hail and sun keeping Emily entertained in the jeep-thing as the Kind Crofter braved the elements to get the coows in.

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Hyacinth and her pals awaiting transportation down in t'Glen - although it's true Hyacinth was less keen than her pals.

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The sun was shining between the heavy showers of hail. The kind Crofter was down in the Glen to pick up his wee coows who'd been holidaying down there for a while. We tootled down the muddy track a bit and the Crofter hollered. Almost immediately, well, eventually anyway, Hyacinth and her pals came up to see who was there for them, grins appearing on their little faces as they realised it was back to the croft time. Soon the coows were standing in the hastily erected pen on the road turning bit awaiting loading into the trailer.

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Oh look, Mr Four Tractors putting one his toys to good use digging out the mess in the big shed for the Crofter., Lovely to see the fine fellow again.

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He is still there, back in the unexpected sunshine after a wet weekend in Skye delivering the lamb kits.  He is rightly very pleased with himself.