An Orkney Sunset

First thing the weather was scintillating, not a ripple on the Flow.  Not a cloud in the sky.  At the back of four I decided to paint the shed door.  CMC was mildly stunned.  Gradually the sky became overcast and I watched three tugs, and the pilot boat, manoeuvring two oil tankers.  Very late on we had a brief glimpse of sun.  Four minutes after this pic and the hills were hidden in mist, then rain.  I then got inveigled in the Bothy and forgot to upload.
 
Harry came in to tell us it was wet.  After a good feed he’s gone back outside to his den for a sleep.
 
We’re all awake in the same dream.