Cloudy and cool ....
3rd
June 2020 (Wednesday) 06.30 .... There’s a cool wind (F4) from the
North east with a fair amount of cloud,
but it’s dry after some (but not enough) overnight rain: it’s a nice enough morning but colder.
I’ll get the bike out to go for the paper and do my ‘normal’ scuttle
round the villages and through the estate;
I don’t think the estate road will be too wet.
Bonnie it is .... but there's a cold wind. |
09.30 The estate road is fine; wet but not muddy. There has been a bit of rain overnight but
the ground is crying out for more. The
wind is cold.... in fact it feels more like late October than the beginning of
June; that said it’s a braw day for going
out but you need a jacket. I did...
but then I was on the bike. When the
sun goes ahent a cloud that’s when you feel the cold.... and there are a lot of
clouds about.
Main Street - Kilconquhar. |
18.00 My
goodness there has been a cold feel to the air.... and the next few days are to
be similar. I went up to Kinneuchar in
the afternoon just for a bit of exercise;
I was wearing my winter cycling togs.
I got a few photos from the kirkyard and chatted to Olive and Irene who
were out for their afternoon exercise.
As I was. I did intend to come
home by way of Shell Bay and Grangehill but the bike battery was down to two
bars so I went through the estate for the second time today. Stewart was busy cutting the verges but I
managed to circumnavigate him and got to the boathouse. There was a family on the road so I waited
until they were off the road and ‘took orf’;
managing to get a shot of Stewart before I did so. The
main road was busy with vehicles; the village
streets being busy with folks perambulating.
21.00 This cold spell is curtailing my gardening
activities: I didn’t do anything in
the
garden today! What’s new? Er ... aye ... I didn’t do much in the hot
weather either. As far as I can see we’re
going to have plenty of time to do gardening etc. I will tell you what I have taken to doing
lately; thinking about ‘the good old
days’. I’ll be sitting doing something
on the computer when I suddenly think of Balcarres, Crathes, my National
Service days; I guess it’s because the future
is slightly alarming now.
Stewart bumbling along the estate road. |