Through a hedge backwards

An even earlier start to the day, a long walk with Islay dog across fields and through hedges, a visit to the soft play area in the McLaren Centre ( a fine social enterprise example) and a spot of lunch in Callendar and it was not yet noon.
I drove home shortly afterwards, Liv napping, Lorne working a Sunday clinic, and Alexander I suspect to snooze as well. 
It’s now around 5 and I’m resisting the temptation to have tea, and draw the curtains. The temperature outside and in is weirdly warm.
The extra is Islay proudly in charge of the landscape.