Under glass (Day 723)

It has been a funny old day. Breezy on the wander up the hill with the dogs before a trip into town to fit an outside tap. It took a little longer than anticipated, but I got it done.
I zoomed home and took the dogs out to Wasdale and along to the scrap yard, where salmonberries growing through the dashboard of an old car are blooming behind the windscreen.
On the way back to the van, the dogs had a mad race around a field, getting filthy in the process.
Shortly after my beautiful wife returned from her 24 hour shift, we headed out to be photographed for a charity calendar. I can confirm that it was a bit cold for posing nude today. Sigyn discovered that falling in a pond is unpleasant.