Standing

A day of archaeological exploration with R&F and Herself around the back hills of Skibbereen and Drimoleague. Wet, blustery, muddy and cold in various degrees of severity interspersed with rainbows and a few glimpses of sun, like this one behind a standing stone in a remote field somewhere I probably couldn't find again.
It's amazing what's out there when you look, if you can be bothered to get out of the car, which R and I couldn't always do today, but nevertheless we had a good man-chat while the women got wet and muddy.