Dundonnell River.

 

Porridge Time.

 

A Bit Of A Thaw.

 

Going To The Post Office.

 

Spider.

 

Bye Bye Sunshine.

 

The sun will land on the croft again on January 15th - the further towards the head of the Loch the later it comes back calling. When making Winter small talk with a local one askes,'when do you get the Sun back?'

Another Cold 'Un.

 

Not too clear a photo but maybe shows you are current water supply.

Three Thirty This Afternoon.

 

This was taken at three thirty this afternoon. It's been bitterly cold today -15 at Glascarnoch. There has been quite a breeze which has really been cutting. I walked to the shop & was grateful for a lift some of the way as I had so many layers on walking was difficult.

I had to get the vet to send out some medication for Wee Mon - I phoned yesterday, it arrived by post today along with a letter that was posted on the 3rd December - weird, but glad that I got the cat's injection into him & his anti-biotics started as he's wheezing away like a steam train.

A Feed Of Hay.

 

Wee Mon Watches.

 

Wee Mon watches from the window as I get some grub for the hens. You can see the washing strung above the stove. It's a leaden, sky overby.!

Wispy Clouds.

 

Wild Goats.

 

We look like a tinker's encampment.

 

The wee caravan is Jim's drawing office & he hunches in there with no heating over his drawing board.

The old VW is housing ply wood & the saw at the moment - have space will fill it.

There was a puddle of water in the shed the other day beside the photo copier. The bottles of comfrey foliar feed I'd stashed there had frozen & burst being old glass wine bottles. It smells like we have stored something putrid in a trunk.

From The Road.

 

I had to walk to the post office today as the road wasn't great. It was lovely taking in all the vistas - thought I'd landed up in Canada.

You maybe able to just see our shed roof in the bottom left hand corner.

The Bracken Problem Down The Bottom.

 

Thew bottom near-side of the croft is invested wih bracken & brambles. I've done the far away bottom field, but had just started to tackle down here when the snow came calling. It's a steep drop down to here & I need to do rather a lot of levering up of bramble roots with the adze I have that really suits that purpose - although not what they were designed for.

I was tracking or rather trying to track a pine marten that had been for a trot around the hen houses through the early morning,or last night.
If you don't put the hens away he'll have them...snap...

Mr & Mrs Chuckles.

 

The new couple of Buff Orpingtons.

A Pretty Day.

 

It's been snowing most of the day on & off so much milder.

BBRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Last night felt exceptionally cold with both cats burrowing under the duvet & grizzling at one another.

We've been filling a plastic watering can with water from the burn for use inside. It was frozen solid this morning as was the door & windows.

We had to venture over to Ullapool & it was glaringly bright with everything twinkling, massive icicles on all the waterfalls. The snow lying on the trees looked wonderful, but there are a few trees lying almost horizontal above the road propped against their neighbours, ready to come crashing down in a puff of wind. It all looks very dangerous. It was -12 going over the Thane & that was in the sunshine - goodness knows what it is now. The burn is almost frozen over now. It is far too cold.