Quiet Days.

At this time of the year The Glen is extremely quiet, all the visitors have gone, it's getting dark early and the animals are starting to settle down for the winter.

So of we went to the beach and nothing could be heard except the lapping of the waves, the occasional bark from a seal and the distant screaming of a Typhoon.


Lovely day in fact. Tonight it's back to the log fire, a book and a listen to the radio.



...and I did have a conference call this morning and kicked off two new exciting projects.


Simple pleasures.
Big beach