Botanists Garden

After our late night we were all weary this morning, but some more than others.  TT went out for a run, I got up and pottered and BB eventually surfaced at 11.20am!  We had a quiet day at granny and granddad’s. It was a grey old day, but  we all went for a walk late morning.  We seemed to have a constant view of the heather burning up in the hills (see the extra). Later in the afternoon BB, TT and I went into town with the aim of finding BB a binder for his football cards.  We failed, so the search continues.

We drove back down the road and got home about 9pm.  I didn’t achieve much apart from sorting out some washing.  Back blipping will have to wait.

Here is a detail from the Forfar Botanists Garden.  The dry stane dykes are a work of art.