Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Windy returns

Inverness rocks! It was all good - the charity shops, the other shops, the pub (Castle Tavern) the tapas bar near the castle and the shower in the hotel. We returned via the (no show) dolphins in Fortrose and the Nigg Ferry - and the excitement of the traffic lights in Lairg.

D&D had looked after the goats just fine and it was all good.

We've returned to wind, wind and more wind. It's a warm wind. But at the end of the day wind is wind eh? It sounds a lot worse, sitting inside, than it actually is when you get out there. It feels slightly foreboding. It's only September. It's gonna get a whole lot worse.

For now though, the garden is spewing veg, the goats are happy and all is good.

3 comments:

townmouse said...

I know what you mean about the dread. It's hard to enjoy even the good autumn weather without thinking about the winter to come...

The Speaking Goat said...

Aye - the feeling of being unable to move cos you think it'll get worse - it's called dreadlock. I think. It's enough to drive one to ganja perhaps.

townmouse said...

Well, the veg plot's proved it's fertile...