In recognition of my poor performance on the bike the other night, I cycled to Inverroy (12 miles up the road) for a coffee with Granny and Papa Munro. I met a newt on the way, a new lamb, some Commando's running to Achnacarry, past the monument to the original Commando's, and some great scenery. The flower, bizzarely, was not in the polytunnel, but by the side of the cycle path. Can't think how it got there.
And the polytunnel has begun it's transformation into a vegetable filled haven. I thought I would post a picture of the 'before' and if it doesn't work out, there's one not far away that I can take a photo of. Spook and I had a romantic evening scraping horse poo off the field and digging it into the dry, powdery earth in the tunnel. Long may the midges stay away.
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