Stick time

The cloud base was so low that I couldn’t see much of the other side of the loch for most of the morning and it was still rather damp when Bertie and I went out for our afternoon walk. The weather didn’t stop my four legged friend from having a bit of a lie down in the wet grass to chew upon a stick for a few minutes but I was grateful for the blip opportunity that he provided. In the evening we joined four friends for a most enjoyable meal at the Bellachroy Inn in the village.