Blue but blowy

(Do love a wee bit of alliteration, I do!)
Another morning of finding bed unbelievably comfortable at the time when I really ought to be getting out of it - not like when I first lie down and can't think where to disport myself to sleep... This meant that the whole day seemed to shunt itself off down the road, leaving me with the knowledge that I have left undone those things which I ought to have done, and there is no health in me ... 

It also meant that the only thing that got done in the first part of the morning, apart from clearing up after breakfast, was my Italian practice, which still has me absurdly far out in front of the league. And then any plans of doing anything after coffee were dissipated by an impromptu visit for coffee and chat by my pal Di, who was in town anyway and who won't be around on Sunday. When she left it was really time for lunch - and that makes it sound as if I do nothing but eat ...

So when lunch was over we went out, down to Loch Striven to walk along the loch side road in what turned out to be a very brisk wind indeed, coming straight across the water at us. In fact, if you look at the photo, you can see the waves despite the relatively sheltered nature of the loch, with a tiny sail far off on the far side in a line beside the tree. Everything was green and wonderful; there were new leaves and gorse and primroses and catkins and bluebells and wild garlic flowers, and I saw the tiniest butterfly I've ever seen, with yellow wings ...and we had a decent three miles before we felt it was probably time to go home. 

A nonchalant text from older grandson suggested that his start to the Highers went ok (it was Economics today - did they even study that as a school subject when I was sitting Highers?), but radio silence seems to be the order of the day now that the exams have started. Ah well.

My app suggests there could be sight of the Aurora tonight - but can I be bothered going outside?