Once again up fairly early, to make the most of the new phenomenon, sunshine. The night was full
of broken sleep, as Gemma picking up on every single thing that went "bump in the night" (of which
there were many), decided we needed protecting and went mad barking and growling. Bless her!
Although that wasn't the words I used at the time. It turned out that the things bumping were a
flock of sheep which were grazing in the field under our bedroom window. No surprise she was so
restless.

Please view in original (it'll save me the bother of resizing it.)

You can see more of the images from our weekend away in Argyll here!