A Dog Walk on the Beach

We have a major storm arriving soon, so to the make the most of the bad weather approaching, I took the dogs for a walk on Reawick Beach with some friends and their dog, Harley.

Reawick beach is different from our usual beaches as it has red granite sand.  It is always nice.

With lots of shells too – a good and varied supply.

  

Although not the biggest of Shetland’s beaches, we had it to ourselves and walked up a down a few times, while Harley had a tennis ball thrown for him.  My lot ignored that but enjoyed the new sniffs and smells that were everywhere.  Next time, I want to take my big camera but, for them moment, it is too heavy for me to lug around.

Not gonna lie, but I think I might’ve overdone things a bit now, I realise but at the time walking along a deserted beach with friends and dogs was perfect.  I have managed to make another sheep this afternoon because I must keep going on that front too.

The cruise ships start to arrive at the end of this month and then it will be full steam ahead on the visitor front, espcially in Lerwick where I hope my sheep will sell and travel the world.

So I’m having a bit of a lie down now and will regroup to find my last gasp of energy required for supper, writing two weeks’ of the diaries, a shower and bed.

Though I may forego the Diaries, just this once, especially if I start typing rubbish, which is definitely a pissibolity!

Busy Doing Nothing

Another lovely day and, by choice, I have done nothing much because I just don’t feel like it.  I took no photos, didn’t go for a walk, or do anything.  Floss, on the other paw, has run around all day and even cooked supper too.

Last night I almost saw the Northern Lights.

This photo was taken by precariously holding my phone from the bathroom window. They never really got going, or if they did, I wasn’t aware of it.

So it is a boring blog because I wanted a day off from all my days off of total inactivity.  I felt lazy today. A chocolate-eating day, if you will and yes, I did share my chocolate with Flossie while she whisked past with the hoover.

Coming Too!

Me: “I’ll be back soon”.
Flossie: “Have you remembered to lock the catflap?”

Me: “Yes!”

Floss and I were walking to the car (it lives beyond our gate), when a small ginger flash ran past me and I am sure I heard…..

Pepper: “Coming too!” (just don’t ask how she got out)

Pepper “You can’t take me back to the house, you’re late anyway”.

Pepper: “And I promise to behave”.
Me (under my breath): “Yer, right”.

I dropped off Flossie at her meeting place and told Pepper that the front seat was now hers’.

And then I thought, as it was such a nice day, and I’ve been cooped up in the house for ages, we would take the scenic route home.

It was nice to see the outside world together.

A Good Day

Huzzah – we have flowers in the garden.

And things are beginning to think about growing.

It was such a lovely day today.  The sun shone in the clear blue skies.

The same crocuses, after just a few hours of sunshine. Aren’t they glorious?  For me, tis the little things.  This makes me happy.

The Shetland ponies seemed a little brighter too.  Floss took off Tiddles’ rug (on/off/on/off) and they all slept in the glorious sunshine.

I am trying to do a little bit more every day, so I went into my shed to make a sheep (and watch Anne with an E – brilliant series, I highly recommend).  My back aches a bit now, though.

I made one more sheep for the shop.

He will join the others.

And look, as I type this while resting on my bed after all my efforts, Pepper is still with me.  So this constitutes a good day – the sun is shining, the flowers are blooming and Pepper hasn’t run away….. yet.

And the main reason Pepper didn’t run away was because she was escorted everywhere (Teddy is always happy to tell tales) and the catflap was locked shut. Poor Monster had to ask to go outside.

Don’t feel sorry for Pepper – the tea-towel fell on her ↓

Holding The Fort

The fort is being well and truly held by Flossie.  She is doing admirable work looking after us all, I know, and it’s not easy.

Today Flossie came in from feeding everyone saying Tiddles wasn’t very enthused about his breakfast, so we went out after our breakfast armed with his rug and put it back on.  I think he was struggling with thinking spring is here as it still quite cold.  We’ll see what he is like tomorrow morning.  Hopefully his rug will make the difference.

I am trying to gently mobilise now so helped this afternoon with getting the sheep home.  It was nice to see that Gussie has got over his “stranger danger” and now considers Floss to be one of his best friends.

I think Gussie watches ‘Bert for his inspiration and ‘Bert adores Flossie and Daisy (don’t we all?)

Anyway, Flossie and Gussie had a good conversation.

Something about always travelling with a snack because you just never know.

And it was nice for me to be a little more out and about.

I wonder if Lambie was pleased to see me. Apparently he’s been the model citizen for Flossie (of course he would be).

And then I drove over to our neighbours who, unbeknownst to them, had Pepper.  She had long since vanished into thin air after her tea *** more sighing *** and we found her very much at home around their stables.  Steps will have to be taken now to prevent this wandering as I’m bored of it and all the apologising.

(I think she all knows we hate her – wee turd)