Playing Hard To Get?

We took the labourers family to Bowhill for lunch (since we have accidentally acquired a pass for the season). The rain went off and the girls had the playground nearly to themselves.  They spent most of their time on the zip wires (and Grandad had a sneaky turn or two when he thought no-one was looking).

Afterwards, we  walked round the loch, and it looked lovely in the mist.  These two swans swam in to the edge and treated us to what looked like courting behaviour. One seemed much more enthusiastic than the other.

The dog/cat acclimatisation has reached the point where they can all be in the same room.  They still don't like to get too close. But it's a good omen for when we have Raf in the summer.

Having them all here does wonders for our sleeping habits. It's 10 pm,  and we're all heading to bed, ready for the break-of-dawn start to the day. Sleep well!