South of France - who needs it?

Much of Sandy's time has been spent with the new (secondhand) Lazer that arrived Tuesday from  Bournemouth. The old one  was irreparably leaking

Cloutie Well.

The habit of turning pretty springs into somewhat sordid repositories for old clothing is not one I can find romantic in the least. This well near Munlochy on the Black Isle is an example. There was even what looked like a mattress attached to two trees with 'Big Problems' written on it. I wish the owners well but a strip of cloth would have done just as much good. (As the item of clothing or cloth rots away so the illness or problem disappears, hopefully.)

Dizzy dog at seven months

At seven months Dizzydog has a big personality and anteating skills (middle pic) but not show-worthiness. Her stickup ears and cheerful tail rather spoil the Kennel Club look, so she got only the  disappointing green rosette in the show on Saturday. Still, it was fun for the two doting humans.
We saw some very odd-looking dogs. the winner looked like something you might pull out of he bath plug. Sweet though. They are all loveable.

My ex garden is looking very green.

No enhancement of colours! This is after a long, very hot, dry spell.

'tis the season....

'tis the season to be jolly.......

....careful to shake out all clothing and towels before using to eliminate the dreadful possibility of that enormous spider arriving on my body. (I met it, or a mate, for a second traumatic moment on the way to the bathroom this morning. We both screamed and ran off in opposite directions. Now it is hiding in the spare room, possibly in the bedding, waiting for me to make up the beds for my grandsons so it can get its own back.)

....careful to pull down all the blinds to keep out the sunshine we have been waiting for these last two years.

....careful to choose lunching places that don’t have Cullen Skink as a staple because, much as I like the soup, a fishy smell this weather hangs in the nostrils for hours.

....careful to wear cotton. Linen itches. Don’t even think of man made fibres.

Such beautiful weather

Feed me

Well well.

Pictish Well Burghhead. Well, it's a well anyway, whether Pictish or not who knows, but why they call it Roman when there is very little evidence the Romans had much of a settlement here it's beyond my comprehension. We couldn't go down to it - health and safety reasons. Sad. It looked so cool.