Every rose has its thorn....

Just like every night has its dawn..... A keen frost today , but at least the yard was clean as all the mud frozen !
After various trips with kettles to get frozen drinking bowls and pipes going had to run Littlemiss into town for a birthday party , then collected Junior after a night in town last night . Had time to kill while waiting for him so had a quick walk round Hollyrood Palace gates and a look at the Scottish Parliament building. Was well impressed by the amount of metal and the workmanship of the gates and railings, less impressed by the concrete monstrosity that houses all the MSPs ! Doubt it will last as long as the Palace has .
Back home to feed cattle , and just to take the shine off the day , a dead calf. Must be the weekend !