Yes, we did get outside last weekend

Braving the gloomy, windy, wet day we loaded up and drove out towards the coast. The clouds got bored and wandered off by the time we found the trail-head.

Green rolling hills, hovering and swooping birds of prey, scavenger birds taking notes, and cows not interested in giving right of way...

The Feral Girl found the Ruins of an Ancient Tower and gleefully explored, leaping and peaking, balanced high over the valley floor. When pictures were latter examined the Ruins were natural rock out-croppings and the Girl was taller and older than she remembered herself.

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