A smattering of snow

We woke to some snow on the hills. 
Down to South Uist and we have our own version of Mount Fuji. Cherry blossom in rather short supply up here though.
More piles of stones and, to my appreciative eyes, some rather good ones. A deserted township that has lain almost undistrubed for near on two hundred years.
Not so nice was the sheep stuck on its side with its eyes pecked out by ravens but still alive - just.
Week 2 of my coding course in the evening. At present javascript seems like a completely alien language!