Blue sky overhead, but low cloud hanging over the hills to the West
Mist was rolling around
Lots of Clover and Self Heal flowering on the field
Self Heal
Tug Tor Boreas on it's way to the Wet Dock
Lots of Poppies suddenly flowering, but getting knocked around by the wind
Scillonian III on her way back to Penzance
Rather grey and dull when we took Maisie out for her walkies
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