That time of year again. Seems like no time at all since the fields were last full of them, but the tractor eggs are all over the place again. Not be long 'til we hear the putt-putt of tiny John Deere's and Massey Fergusons.

Nice ride to the leisure centre after work, nice game of badminton with Samantha and Euan (took another game off me he did. Nice.), nice cycle back up the hill, nice views over the carse to Stirling with the Wallace Monument nicely caged in the metalwork of the pylon and a nice meal sitting out the back garden in the setting sun.

Nice end to the day all in all. Which is nice.

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