Blocked...

...until Mr R and the guys in the car heading to us cleared it. It must just have happened. We were on our way home from the Kirk of Muir service and there were cars ahead of us leaving the same event who thankfully must have passed this spot before it fell.

The Kirk of Muir Service was a blustery affair. We had to strain to hear the Minister over the rustling of the trees. Invigorating though singing hymns with the wind blowing and nature moving all around you.

One of the things put on the Summer bucket list by the wee fella was playing board games so that's how we spent the afternoon. A domino game called Mexican Train and then Scottish Quest. Good fun.

I am grateful that that branch fell when it did, in between passing vehicles.