Freya's Curls

A misty morning, it did lift but still hanging over the hills.  Breezy and showers too, the usual rubbish summer weather.

Up early, headed out walkies and popped by Madeline's.  Raining on our walk back.  Picked up friend Julie and headed down to see Shannon.  An afternoon of house chores, then another walk.  A quiet evening at home, final walkies, early to bed.

With a terrible morning, it was a delight to spend the time with Shannon and peerie Freya.  Plenty to catchup on, and Freya had plenty of stories to tell, when she wasn't busy in her books, or dancing on the rug.   Time to chill out with a spot of lunch.  Freya turned three back in May, she's growing fast and so are those super curls.  Taken at Skerpalea, Sandwick