Breaking the law, breaking the law....

A mainly dry day for a change, but ground conditions are still the same everywhere - glaur.
For those of you with a non Scottish disposition , glaur is wet stour. Stour is dry glaur and is as rare as hens teeth round here most of the year !
Anyway, cattle fed, feed filled ready for tomorrow and started moving more straw out the lambing shed round to the silage pit. Took a break for half an hour to take the dogs a walk with Littlemiss. This is one of the settling ponds at the quarry. The dogs obviously have a healthy disrespect for the no swimming rules as they were straight in for a drink !