From Pole to Pole

The starlings gathered.  Our wits didn’t.

After a benign start the day delivered rain, mist and more rain with added rain.  Clouds didn’t stop to ask questions.

We hunkered.

I didn’t attend vespers.  The journey towards Smolensk (under guidance of Leo T) continues.

Des Bremner is 68.  One of Deveronvale’s finest.