12 February 2016

A chilly Friday morning

With plenty of frozen dubs in evidence

And, despite the croci blooming in Saint Andrew Square, no visible signs of spring hitting Pilrig

Later in the day it rained heavily, and one hardy soul decided it was a good time to have a wander around, or maybe they'd come with a more mournful purpose in mind

And after the rain....

(Shame I couldn't get far enough back to capture the whole span)

There's a crock of gold at the end of the rainbow, right?

So the question is, which grave to start digging up first?

Oh sod it, I'll leave it to the leprechauns.