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Today I decided we would go down the field to see our friends rather than take the much longer route on the path. I remembered when I was on a steep bank knee deep in mud carrying all 3 stones of R, why I’d decided not to do that again the last time.

The gorgeous sunshine and crisp frost gave me a false sense of security. That was until the layer of ice broke and plunged us into the goo. A few drinks, biccies, chats and changes of borrowed socks and trousers later, poor R had to endure the long way home via the proper path with her foot inside a freezer bag inside her wet welly. Of course she’ll be scarred for life.

The tea was very late tonight and to add to the rush, there was a brilliant orange sky at sunset which I decided I would try and photograph. I couldn’t get a proper focus the night before so I decided tonight I would dig the tripod out that I have never used and see if that helped. Course by the time I’d elongated all the legs and turned all the knobs this way and that, there wasn’t enough light to focus on ought at all!

Still, I’ve had fun going through my archive of old piccies tonight so why not let’s enjoy a sunset from july 2005. Much more dramatic than tonights anyway so here yar…