Between weathers

Between weathers is a fairly common phrase around here. Sunday was so quiet after a number of windy days. I have managed to keep my car intact...so far. Not so for some unfortunate tourists who opened their car door and the wind took it completely off its hinges. It pays to be mindful of the wind direction.

A calm and sunny day on a weekend = me sitting in the grass, soaking up the sun, and hoping the local hare in its winter white would come out of hiding long enough for me to see more than a bounding blur up the hillside (pictures for a later post).