Wispy Clouds

We had breakfast outside for only the second or third time this year, sitting watching the birds on the feeders with Ollie lying at our feet. The sun was shining and up high in the sky there were thin wisps of cloud, a beautiful morning.

Ollie and I wandered along to look at the old boats and see what had been washed up on the shore then I headed off to the craft shop for the morning. Quite a few folk about, most of them nipping in before they caught the ferry back south, and most of them bemoaning the end of their holiday and the fact they were due back at work on Tuesday!