I Wandered....

Magpie, Old Mrs Magpie and I had a delicious meal last night which has been immortalised by Magpie in her blip of me and my trout.
I feel I should have followed daughter #2 into the surgery business, so skilled am I at incising and disconnecting flesh from bones.
I admit that the squeamish might have been put off by the presence of the trout's head, but I am made of sterner stuff and with one stroke it was off and pushed neatly to the side.

Today, after a slightly rocky start, was one of unmitigated delight. Even the jaunt in the warm sunshine to visit a contemporary furniture shop which was shut, didn't dampen our spirits. We walked home, collected the car, some sandwiches and a flask of coffee and went for a picnic to Eddleston where there is a delightful little park enclosed by stone walls and sporting some very old apple trees. We sat like Derby and Joan on the wooden bench there and munched contentedly while the little stream over the back wall provided us with a burbling water effect. Lovely!

We returned home over the Meldons where every picnic spot by the river was taken by families enjoying guddling for frog spawn and just relaxing in the sun.
In the fields there were hundreds of lambs, small lambs, bigger lambs and the ever present baleful mother sheep daring us to stop and take their photos.

Then it was on through the Lyne valley to Romano Bridge and West Linton for an ice cream stop before heading for Penicuik and home.

A gin and tonic in the sun at the castle completed the picture and winter almost forgotten.

The blip is of the mile long ribbon of daffodils along the verge of the Peebles to Biggar road.