Tuesday - Whisky and Water

On Tuesday, all the pelting rain and horrible stormy weather that had been missing for the previous five weeks came scampering into full view.  It was plummeting felines and canines all over the place.  The view from the hill was now wet branches lashing in front of a grey background, like a newspaper halftone of a white cat in snow at twilight.

We did chores all morning as we had an invitation to Mark's place for whisky in the afternoon.  We went there and met Diana and Murray and their delightful daughter Morgan, reacquainted ourselves with Gledfiddich, Chivas and Ardbeg, ate haggis, solved most of the world's problems and no more will be said!  Thank you Mark for a great afternoon. We had a bowl of hot stew at home while rain and wind continued to lash the house and went to bed about nine to raise zeds. Only ducks would like this kind of weather, but we don't have any photos of those, so this will have to do

This is NOT a duck!