Bobbing

It was the almost-perfect weekend! The weather was fine and the pace relaxing. We walked, we talked, we dined, I knit, we read. Just what the doctor would have ordered. I love Pittenweem, it's a pretty wee fishing village, now with the added attraction of a lovely wee yarn shop The Woolly Brew. (A couple of souvenir skeins were duly purchased). It was very windy this morning so none of the fishing boats appear to have gone out, the harbour was much fuller than we are used to seeing. If I ever go missing, this part of the world would be a good place to start a search...