horns of wilmington's cow

By anth

Back in the Manor

Cracking day. First light down at the park; bacon for breakfast; stunning walk in the hills south of Peebles....

The forecast held true, for once, despite the mist enclosing us the closer we got to Peebles in the morning. It thinned as we climbed, and not long before reaching the highest point it had suddenly completely cleared. The air was still, there were occasional wildlife glimpses (Buzzard, Hare), and the views were spectacular. Always a shame to come back to civilisation after that. I truly don't understand people who don't feel the need to leave the city.

Just got time to let the chickens out for a wander, then it's onto the slow cooked dinner for tonight. And later, beer.

Chilled.

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