Daisy and I worked all afternoon packing vegetables for Transition Turriefield. Always a pleasure, never a chore with lots of chat and laughing.
Feeling guilty that I hadn’t taken any photos for the blog all day, I made Daisy drive home while I occasionally shouted “stop” so I could try to capture something.
This is Foula while the Autumn Shetland sun is setting. Not a bad view for a drive home.
Once home, I “did the gate” so Daisy could drive the car in and unload our massive box of veg. While I walked up our track to the crofthouse, I saw the sheeple were in their field with the gate open so, with camera ready, I shouted “Lambie, Lambie, Lambie” and waited.
My little boy (and his friends) all came running. Luckily Turriefield had given us a special bag of carrots labelled “Lambie”, so I distributed them fairly.
I love coming home to a sheeple welcome. It makes everything good.