Posted by Tania Kindersley.
No words today. Have done some work, taken a walk with the Older Niece and The Man in the Hat, completed an overdue favour for my godson in Santa Monica, wondered whether tonight will be the night the oyster-catchers arrive. I hear rumours of them in Aberdeen. Can't write though; it's the end of a long week and my fingers have no strength left in them. So just some quick photographs for you.
Crocuses and snowdrops:
The dog of the Older Niece and the MITH, wet from the burn, with her tennis ball:
And the hill: