I hate it too . . . .

when the wind blows your hair all over your face.

On my way to Fife this morning, I stopped just outside Earlston to take a picture of the wee Shetland ponies in the field. I suppose originating from Shetland means they are used to high winds, but at least they had their wee jackets on. Storm Freya is certainly being a nuisance, I wonder if we’ll get snow!

Not the best picture, but at least it isn’t another cat blip.