The wind died down a little and the sun came out, if briefly, so I went for a nice drive.
This is the Foula that I see every day – the view from our track where it meets the road. The weather was closing in again.
A planticrub in the hill.
Burga Water (I had to look the name up)
Shetland ponies with the sheep on the scattald (open hill).
I even drove down to our local beach to watch the waves. It was fierce.
Foula again from Dale beach.
The fields are fairly waterlogged now. It is all a bit depressing and everyone is very fed up – animals and people.
I got home just as the weather was returning again. This was definitely “a survival suit” day. February is my worst month.