Was on a road trip up above Perth the day dropping off a pressure washer to get fixed. Left Hartwood at 830, it was pissing down. Got over the forth bridge. Still pissing down. About Kinross bloody hell sun. What a cracking day after that. Grass blowing in the wind. Bone dry. Boys in the field, Working ground. What a lovely part of Scotland. Anyway satnav took me some cracking wee back roads. Deer everywhere. Grazing on the young lush barley. Groups of 4 or 5 roe. Couple of big bucks. All the deer looking in great condition for having a wet and cold year. Wish the deer down way were looking as good as them. It's still soaking down here and grass is still nowhere to be seen. Needing a couple of warm dry weeks even months. (Being a farmer myself I need it to hurry up my lambs are getting hungry).
On the way back down and what do you know. More rain. Not good. But the night has been great sun is out and hopefully the grass is jumping.
I should have gone up there last night, stayed and gone stalking first thing, then drop the washer off. Then get another outing before I have to go home.
Maybe next time I should pull my finger out and get it done.