Stoned!!

Finished work early today and made it home in nice time on this lovely sunny evening to get to Cruagh for a walk.  What a treat!  It was really lovely up there this evening and it was a glorious way to end a very busy and stressful week.  It's a long time since I have been so busy and stressed at work.  But, I am not complaining, in fact, I am loving it.  It's great at last to have something to do where I actually put my brain to good use, instead of letting it wander and get me into trouble!!

I was too busy even to blog!!  Imagine!!  And I had no trouble getting to sleep at night as I was so tired from all the hard work.  Ahhh, poor me.  So all in all it was a good week, (except for the bit where I got splashed by the cars and beaten by the rain etc, but we won't talk about that) and hopefully next week will be just as busy.

But, while I was walking in the forest, I noticed every so often at the side of the track, granite stones of various shapes and sizes piled up in little heaps.  Curious!  There's always stones on the track and always granite, but somebody would have had to go off the track and look for the bigger ones that were at the bottom of each pile.  Curious-er!  And then probably dig them out of the moss and grass that they lie in all year round at the side of the track under the pine trees.  Curious-er and curious-er.  I wonder who did that.

Well, I know it wasn't the deer.  There are always 'piles' up there on the track that they make, but lets just say that their piles are a lot softer, and a very different colour, than the piles of stones!

I thought, maybe it was some clever Parent with a bunch of children, trying to keep them amused as they walked around the sometimes quite steep track.  Well, it certainly kept me amused as I walked quickly on to see where the next one was.  I was kinda hoping they were going to give me clues to some buried treasure or point me in the direction of a rainbow, you know, the one with the pot of gold at the end of it.  But they didn't have any hidden clues nor did they seem to point in any specific direction.  They just had ants underneath them.  I was baffled, but Rusty thought it was a great game and barked enthusiastically each time I turned over another pile.  Anyway knowing my luck they probably would have only led me to a naughty Leprechaun.....With attitude...And very probably an empty treasure chest...Who would put a curse on me...And turn my hair red like his....

So, since its Friday and since I have worked so hard this week,and can't solve the mystery of the piles of granite, I think I will lead myself towards my own pot of gold.  Or as you would probably know it better, a bottle of Cava!

Top of the Morning to ya!  (Hic..)