It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

Nettles

Rain during dog walking and photo snapping time and sunshine during website time. 
Dog has found a smell/trail on one of our regular walks that he is frightened of. He stops, nose near ground, looks very worried and won't approach the hedge where the smell seems to be. Can't imagine what he could be encountering, age 7, that he's never smelt before. G is going to be sent into hedge to invistigate, next time we walk through this particular field.
Afternoon brightened by surprise visit from old friends that we don't see very often these days. J and S are architect/textile designer combo, the same as G and me. 
Good to be with visual people who have visual sense of humour. J not quite as excitable as he used to be; memories of him dropping burning missiles from the ramparts of Saddell Castle when we once spent the weekend there.

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