The farm by the sea

At last the never-ending south east chilly wind seems to have abated.

CMC has gone into Kirkwall for Scottish Country Dancing. I have been left at home with instructions to: have lunch ready, make the dinner for tonight (already started), order repair tape for the poly tunnel, wash the solar panels, start planting seeds in the poly tunnel and resolve a problem with our house insurance.

A woman's work is never delegated.