Heavy

The atmosphere has been laden with moisture all day.  I awoke to a thunderstorm and a fairly unhappy dog who needed to be close, so different to Poppydog who didn't blink at any untoward noises. The atmosphere through the window at that point was so thick you could've sliced it with a sharp knife; no view of the opposite hill let alone the Hoy hills in the distance. 

Chris's car had to go in to the garage so our main focus has been going in and out of town today as I've been on pick up duty.  Berry had a nice bounce at Scapa on our way home with lots of sand of different textures to sample. She rather ruined my planned blip of sand ripples though (extra).