Bluebells at Happy Valley (Day 382)

There was a chilly wind this morning as we wandered up the hill with the woofers, a change from yesterday. Once we got home, my beautiful wife got herself organised for a trip to Stromness  and I packed up a bit of carving to be posted off south.
After a trip to town and lunch, HV and I headed of to walk the dogs at Waulkmill. All three dogs seemed to enjoy getting completely plastered with mud in the salt marshes beyond the beach.
Later in the afternoon we had an impromptu blipmeet with Travellersjoy, Freespiral and Himself and we took them to Happy Valley, where the bluebells are at their best.
I quite liked the little waterfall with a bank of bluebells.