Gathan Beaga

red sky in the morning...


…shepherd’s warning.

But I’m not a shepherd, unless you count looking after the kids.

Even then, I don’t feel like a shepherd, more like a sheepdog – probably a heading dog (less about barking and more about psychology), so I’m thinking the message in the sky was not written for me. I wonder if Llew’s sheep are OK.

Yesterday, on the way to work, another moment that makes me glad that I have a quarter-decent camera on me at all times.