Wet Sunday morning.

It's been howling it down with rain and leaves this Sunday morning so I'm not working in the yard. So much to do out there and so little time before winter sets in and I'm curled in front of the fire with a cat on my lap and a nice cup of tea. No matter. I've just been playing with a beta version of a program that I can't mention because I'm sworn to secrecy.  I decided to rehash some photos of Staffa. I mentioned back in June how much I've been wanting to visit Staffa and Fingal's Cave. I want to go back and see it again. Maybe at high tide with dark moody clouds. Yeah.