Highland poseur
Today we were back in Sutherland delivering two oaks, grown from acorns by Mrs Oons of the Green Fingers; and five bare rooted silver birch slips. These Highland cattle are the offspring of the ones we always talked to when we lived here. (We all do that, don’t we?)
The one on the right looked at me steadily as I aimed the camera. Then turned away saying “I give you my best profile”.
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