I’ve not done much today – just the usual, including labelling vegetables at Turriefield in the morning, making a sheep and mucking out the grubby little boys, and old ladies afterwards.  I have also prepared 7 haynets which will keep every going for a little while.

The weather is cold and there is a mean rather fresh north wind.  But it is nothing compared to my Florida friends who I worry for and I shall never complain about the Shetland weather again (but we all know I will).  I can’t imagine how we would survive what they are about to go through.  Thoughts and prayers don’t really seem enough. I keep going through the what-if scenario while tracking their hurricane.  I think it is different for us because a) no storm surge, and b) very little flying debris as we don’t have trees.  We do have the wind speed, though.

From Shetland.org  – “Unofficially, the RAF station at Saxa Vord in Unst holds the British wind speed record; a gust of 197 mph was recorded in 1992, after which the measuring equipment blew away…”

So these are just random photos from my quiet day.  Later, I will hang up haynets in the “red light quarter” of our croft, put the chickens and ducks to bed, finish making my unfinished sheep and transcribe another month of Aunt Kate’s diaries – 1939 so War has been declared and that, too, is very scary for the family.