Old Clock (Day 513)

There were no pheasants for Talisker to chase on the slightly less windy wander up the hill this morning.
Back home, I took my beautiful wife to her first work shift of the day, then spent a little time preparing a new carving project.
Later, I took the dogs to Wasdale where they chased each other through long grass and dense undergrowth whilst I snapped away at the remains of a clock on a tractor.
It was soon time to collect HV from work, then take her to her next shift. I lost the rest of the afternoon in a pile of stone chippings, but the new carving is finished.