Windy

Fled work this morning in the direction of Coldomo. The weather is still vile... for a week now we've had  constant blustery horribleness gusting between 40 and 60mph and mostly with lashings of rain added. The horses are sheltering in the comfort of the byre so I spent a while giving Brie a head to tail massage, I found it as relaxing as she did.

Back home for lunch with Gorgeous and then walkies at Wasdale where the wind noise made a conversation impossible. The wind started at our backs and I was forced into a jog a few times. The return to the car was like wading through deep treacle.

My inspiration remains low...So it's the slowly dying flower again before I head back to work for another overnight.