More Poppies . . .

. . . Welsh ones this time! They self seed in the front garden and I'm quite happy to let them.

It's been a strange day. Himself went south on the overnight boat to collect his son and his belongings from university so Ollie and I were left to our own devices! Lots of gardening, a bit of sitting in the sun and knitting, a good walk and a wee while wondering what the John O'Groats ferry was doing in the bay. It came in, moored to the buoy and there was a lot of hammering and banging, then it went away again. Most of the village had their binoculars trained on it, so doubtless we shall find out what it was all about in the next day or so!