The turnip eaters.

A chilly start yet again. All the usual morning things got done then I went to Kinross to shop. Terribly well behaved. I followed my shopping list to the letter The Lomonds looked wonderful with their snowy caps on but, in the end I settled on sheep in the turnip fields. I don't know what the red effort in the field is but it reminded me of a piano. Maybe sheep are partial to a sing song. Had a late lunch  and read from then till it was time for toast and honey. We are being threatened with snow AGAIN !  but it never comes.  Roll on spring !