All part of the story

By Treshnish

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The Tobermory Cat lives on through different incarnations. This one is fond of the counter top in Browns shop. Sometimes he plays with death and lies in the sun on the street but there hasn’t been much sun recently.

A good morning followed by trip to Tobermory to drop the car off for a service and pick up provisions and the Christmas tree from Browns. It will be put in a bucket of water until much, much closer to Christmas. We had lunch at An Tobar, everyone busy getting ready for the opening of the next exhibition.

Home in the almost dark. Blinds down, fire about to be lit. We have folk coming in for supper tonight.

Grateful: a special morning; lovely lunch and chat with HW; the feeling of cold fresh air on my face as I walked through the wood.

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