Old junk in early morning mist

This morning was really misty, and in the bay a rare old junk moored.

Yesterday it was overcast but warm and we went for a walk. Evan has to do this in bursts, which suits him, because he likes to swing on poles and poke at things on the pavement. On the way up the hill out of the village Aiden turned it into a run. Ange had to chase him down. She's quick, so short work. Ev huffed and puffed after them. We went as far as the cafe at the circle, and then the boys needed guess what. Nice outing; uncomplicated.