Tra Ruim

Son number 1 has arrived and is in good spirits. The sun shone and the wind blew, so we headed off for a gentleish circuit around the peninsula at Tra Ruim - glorious colours, strong light, the wind in our hair, the weather heading off down the mizen and no bad cattle.
Himself is making pizza, some prosecco is chilling and I think that might be that.
Commentng over the next few days might be a bit lax so apologes in advance.