The dropped stitch

By Bodkin

the Shapinsay slip

I was just walking past, rather than taking the ferry.

A bitterly cold wind today which very much made me wish I hadn't cast a clout til May is out. I had, and that extra layer was sadly missed.

Work, meeting, ironing - that was the day. 
Highlight was an hour this afternoon potting up little seedlings. 

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