Once in a Blue Moon

It's about that often we can persuade Ruby to wear footwear appropriate to the ground underfoot. And she has successfully exorcised anything sensible from her wardrobe. Except for the wellies we had stashed in the shed. So I think she was secretly pleased when we got down to the river to find that last night's blue moon* had caused an unusually high tide to splash around in. I don't know why Btrome is smiling though; he's got shoes on.

* I'm no meteorology expert.