Butterfly

We have a large bunch of chives in what was once our herb garden, they have the most lovely purple flowers that act like a magnet for the butterflies, especially the Cabbage White. This morning the flowers were covered by the butterflies and the colours looked amazing together, time for a photocall.
Making bread this morning and the telephone rang, I thought it was Layla but no it was my old friend/colleague Cindy calling from Bournemouth. Haven't spoken or seen her in an age so we had a good chat, her daughter Lauren is going to be 10 years old this year how time flies, especially when one is having fun! Anyway she is hoping to get up North this summer so hopefully we can meet up.
Ruaridh did a runner today and disappeared into the common grazing, we called and called to no avail, Graham got the whistle out and eventually Ruaridh decided to stroll home, needless to say he was in 'The Dog House' for a wee while, all is now forgiven.