a fleeting blip meet

Looking down at the village of Herston and across Widewall Bay.

The final job of the day, involved a very muddy track which the car slipped and slid along rather alarmingly. 

I thought I recognised a small dog coming along the track and sure enough it was Lottie, and then, at the end of the lead, Poppy. The biting wind didn't allow us to chat for too long, but it was good to see them both.