Squirrel

We went for a walk in Crathes Castle estate this morning. As we were returning through the wood towards the castle my companion said to me “there’s a squirrel".

I looked around expecting to see a fluffy tail disappearing up a tree, or scampering across the path. Nothing! She pointed to the wood carving not too far away. So here is the squirrel in question.

We adjourned to the cafe for a hot cup of soup. The sign at the entrance announced the cafe would be closing early to allow the staff to get home before the next storm arrived.

Maybe the storm arrived a little late, but it was ferocious when it did arrive. As I went to bed the wind was howling past the windows.