Blowing in the wind

A brisk, breezy walk this afternoon, the sheep had just had some food, their farmer was stood in the field with a bag. On our way back they started to move away all in one movement, good to see, I decided the wind was pushing from behind.

The rain held off until about 4.00, when it arrived it was torrential for a few minutes, Greyboy arrived home, after a two day jolly, looking wet. He chatted and chatted, I suspect to tell me it was time for food. I love his chat.