Still and grey. A day for checking out the tree plantation.
The path there was littered with goose droppings, like green cigars. There was a good view of the walk I did on Wednesday and the stream that runs under the road.
The 'shetland tannery' van I'd seen earlier in the week was parked at the croft there and a woman was washing fleeces. Their dog is called Ted and was very friendly. The Shetland ponies are also theirs.
She set me on the right path and we followed it till it ran out.
I didn't realise that lapwings paddled. Until now I thought they were inland birds,I can't remember if I've already mentioned that I saw them last in the field by the bridle path in Eckington.