Quarrynuts

If anyone wants evidence that nuttiness is genetic, look no further.

After the overnight guests had left this morning the five of us (nice to have the family together) went for a walk up the hills; sort-of taking turns on deciding the direction at each junction.  Given this ad-hoc process it was a good walk, and led us to a quarry we'd not found before.

We spent several minutes there, just enjoying the silence, and the gentle lunacy of the cheeseminors.  At least they're big enough to give each other piggy-backs now...

A good weekend.