New Years Day on Skye

After a prolonged spell of wet weather we’ve had a cold, crisp, dry day at last. The sun shone weakly and the cats have been running around the croft relishing being outside.

I’ve done very little today and I’m enjoying the rest. Hugh filled up the log basket and has been working away on the VAT reclaim. The woodburner is ticking away quietly in the corner. I’ve been preparing a quiet, low-key New Years meal for us both.

We’re having Orkney Bororay rack of lamb with a fresh herb crust, dauphinoise potatoes and the remains of the fresh vegetables – mainly carrots and parsnips – which I’ll roast alongside the meat.

When I donned my wellies and squelched my way out to the polycrub this morning (well done me! All thirty metres away 😋) the croft was totally saturated from the rain. A complete quagmire. But inside the polycrub it was calm and the winter lettuces that I had sown in October are happily growing away despite the cold. The few extra degrees of protection that the polycrub provides makes all the difference.

Freya sunbathed for a bit in her favourite spot wedged into the side cushion of the sofa where she can watch everything that goes on. The sun caught the little hairs on her ears and she looked quite angelic for a few minutes. Or maybe a bit like a gremlin. Do not be fooled.

Wishing you all a peaceful and happy New Years Day.