Yellow Fields

Another slow day.  It was wet and wild when I got up this morning, so I went back to bed and read my book and was transported back to the 1930’s.  It was mid-afternoon before I got myself motivated enough to get out of the house.  The door was still locked.  I was the first one to step outside today!

It soon became apparent that I was a bit overdressed for my walk – so had to take my coat off.  It was really windy, but stayed dry and wasn’t cold.  I was amazed at how clear it was.  It was still very cloudy and grey, but I could see across to Fife and to Edinburgh and beyond.  I could see the gorse flowering on Arthur’s Seat and could see the bridges across the Forth.  I even extended my walk, as I knew TT was on tea.

He was well on with his cooking when I got in.  Just enough time for a gin and tonic before we sat down for a feast.

Later I watched the two remaining episodes of Innocent.  My original thoughts were not right, but I did guess rightly in the end.

This may be the last of the yellow fields, as the flowers are starting to go to seed.