Bursting

Lovely walk on the Yester Path from Gifford today, wandering into the undergrowth looking for mushrooms, but finding some massive redwoods (I think) instead. Presumably planted there when it was a fancy estate.

Earlier in the day (in the extra) Skye was having none of a visit from Fred to the garden. She chases Isla quite frequently, but with Fred being so much bigger this is all the more impressive. Most of our chooks have chases cats at some point (it's an odd circle, chicken chases cat; cat chases fox; fox chases chicken), but Skye has long been the queen tormenter of felines. Every now and then she just takes offence at their presence. Such as this morning.

Another hour on the turbo later. Time to start taking that seriously.