Grounded

Today's weather has meant our plans were grounded, just like this old block ship. Our original idea was a day trip to Hoy; the chaps were to walk up to the Old Man sea stack and Dad and I were going to mosey around in various places. Unfortunately, rain stopped play.

I did manage the last of the Meadow Vetch chopping project and discovered three field maples under the blanket of foliage. Maybe they would have preferred being covered given the coming winter; they didn't seem to have been smothered although their growth is very spreading.

Otherwise I've been tidying round, gathering misc bits to take south, looking at the cleaning ... plus a spot of acupuncture later on.