Homeward Bound

Luckily, not in something this dilapidated.

I blipped these old fishing boats at Aros last year too. They have collapsed a bit more - I wonder how much longer they will survive.

We had a brief visit to Tobermory (extra) - as colourful as ever, even in the rain.

Then it was time to board the ferry, and begin the long drive home.

And now we are back in the Borders,  missing the company and trying to feel enthusiastic about tackling the wilderness garden. Tomorrow. If it isn't raining.