By Poppy

Sleet on its way . . .

It was quite bright when we set off for our walk, Ollie and I, but it rapidly became darker and darker . . .  From the top of the hill , looking south, I could see the clouds gathering.  It was already pouring over Caithness.

We turned tail and scurried for home, but not quite quickly enough and we just got caught in the sleet and hail shower!  It didn't last long and I was able to do some pruning of honeysuckle in the afternoon.  I hope I wasn't too enthusiastic, but it was needing a good chop!  

I haven't done anything to the colour.  This was what it was like at noon!

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