Rousay scarecrow

A trip across to the island of Rousay was perfectly timed for the good weather of the day. A smooth crossing, a new address discovered and a friendly welcome made it a very pleasant morning.

I thought the unusual scarecrows at Faraclett deserved a blip.

By the afternoon the wind had risen and the rain rattled on the windows during our afternoon meeting. We ended with a coat borrowing session so that everyone could get to their cars without being soaked.