Preparing for a belated easter egg hunt.
Breathing deep now the Easter break has begun.
A summit walk on Knocklofty to celebrate the 1500th Mole Out Loud podcast.
Avoiding the wind and dropping the broccoli.
Soothed by the not so tempestuous rain and the excuse for quietly staying at home.
Making the most of a beautiful late afternoon before the tempest expected tomorrow.
Riding home on a clear night after a Brechtian concert with Robyn Archer, and listening to Michael Nobbs on the Equinox.
Walking along Salvator Rosa Glen under a blue sky and angel-hair clouds, while elsewhere tempests rage.
Late evening, a slither of a moon, and relief at having tackled some sticky problems.
