Flying fish

Henri gave these fish to us years ago, when she was staying up at Drochil. We probably see her more often now that she lives over on Gigha than when she was only a couple of miles away.

The sun continued to shine most of the day. It was actually warm walking down the track to the school bus. At home, I didn't light the fire till after lunch, as the cloud built up and the temperature dropped.

I fell asleep in the car waiting for Angus' drum lesson to finish. He had to come and wake me up. So, I maybe should have gone to bed earlier than I did. Tomorrow.