Sunday, November 23, 2008
A question of light
At this time of year in Shetland (now officially possessing the highest quality of life in Scotland, whatever that means) you've got to grab whatever daylight there is and try to absorb as much as you can. Even in windily icy conditions like those we have today.
So Susan and I took the dogs up to Eshaness for a wee wander. We were heavily layered up in fleece/fleece/Goretex, and the Russian proverb did, for once seem, accurate: There's no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothes. The poor old dogs had to make do with what God gave them, but they seemed happy enough. Shiveringly invigorated, we watched Ronnie out creeling and the fisheries protection gunboat doing nothing in particular, and wondered what conditions were like out at sea. Time to go home!
The peat-fired Rayburn is on and we're anticipating a further, short walk tonight up to the hotel for dinner. More snow tomorrow, so they say...