Today really felt like a spring day. So I went for a walk around the village. For the first time in months, my fingers didn't freeze while using the camera. I took the road to Hoxa and walked down it a bit until I was out of the village. This took me past the old school, a fine looking structure, part of which seems to be have converted into someone's home.
The air was crystal clear and the Leica glass certainly does it justice. This must have been the school chapel:
The school is at the top of the hill. Walking past it soon has one out of the village and surrounded by farmland. Here is a farmer's nice house. His barns are to the left.
Orkney is pleasantly littered with wartime remains. Here in the middle of a field is a wartime structure which, if I remember right, was home to soldiers tending barrage balloons.
It still looks very structurally sound. They certainly knew how to make concrete back then.
That was as far as I went and I walked back the way I came. Past this nice house on which the light was falling just right:
And this one:
Until I reached Back Road and home:
So time during the walk, I took one silly photo — of an electrical crossroads in the sky:
It was funny to deliberately photograph electric cables. Usually one seeks angles to strop them spoiling the sky or cheats by painting them out of photos.