Not completely, but we did have two almost dry days in the hills/on the loch the other weekend. (I was going to write about the past two wet weekends at the allotment, but couldn't fact it).
While my family did various things on and in water:
I headed into the hills (Ben Lawers), accompanied by the man with the strimmer, who tore himself away from windsurfing.
The heather was just coming into bloom.
It seems to be a good year for cranberries and blaeberries.
I couldn't resist a 'bluebells of Scotland' shot:
And I've always loved the bog cotton. When we used to go to the north west of Scotland every year on holiday, I would collect bundles of the stuff, intending to 'do' something with it when I got home. I'm not sure what - spin it???? But at the age of 7 or 8 it felt very purposeful and self-sufficient.
Fighting the horror
10 months ago