Kick-Back Tuesday

Tuesday was an off-day from golf, and all other ambitious pursuits.  There was foraging to be done, for sure, but not much else of an import.

Most provisions come from the Anstruther Coop, but we've found other options for specific purposes.  A few years back, Theresa met some ladies while taking a plunge into the Pittenweem Tidal Pool, one of whom told us of a fish retailer in an odd location on the inland side of the main road to Crail.  Would never have know it was there:

I nice selection is on offer, and options were discussed for next week, when we'll have company.

Hard to miss this farm stand just this side of the village of Crail:

We stop in mostly for the berries, which are really quite good, though they have a small selection of other farm produce as well.  And Theresa picked up a lovely bouquet of sweet peas as well, which I've been informed will be refreshed as needed.

We've been all over the evening light....care for some morning light?

That last includes the St. Monan windmill and church, whose grounds and cemetery we have yet to get over to.

Both in the morning and later in the day we headed over to the harbor and walked the piers:

We had just passed the Dory, which is closed until Wednesday evening, when we happened upon our favorite waitress from that establishment, coming out of this beautiful building at the end of the harbor:

Unfortunately, she will not be working on Friday evening, when next we dine there.  

One of the appeals of Pittenweem is that it's one of the few remaining working fishing villages, but Theresa had observed the absence of commercial activity in the harbor.  Right on cue, two fishing boats headed out to sea:

The sea, she was angry:

Maybe merely slightly annoyed?  

The view East to the crazy Anstruther nine-hole course:

And, of course, The Dory:

Also a gallery of sorts, though that's mostly irrelevant except during the Arts Festival, which we've learned from experience to avoid like the plague.

As I was cleaning up from dinner, Madam announced that she was taking her glass and heading to the sea, and that I should find her when my chores were completed.  That was less specific than she perhaps understood, but ultimately this is how I found her:

I think she's settling in nicely, eh?

I can report some modest progress on yesterday's technological issues.  The mirroring of my iPad to our TV set has become routine, now after blogging I'll subscribe to NOW for the next month.

I also used our lazy day to spend some time with the Beemer and its maddening climate controls.  I believe that I have shut off the function that automatically turns on the seat heaters, though that will do with some real world testing.  The climate controls seemed quite strange, and I didn't dwell too much on it given the cooler weather forecast.  While I found the expected control for the fan, I never found the numerical setting for the cabin temperature, so we may not be done with that quite yet.

The weather forecast isn't brilliant.  Cooler with scattered showers around in general, so we have the hope of staying dry, and just enough wind to be a factor.  We're back on the Balcomie today, with dinner at The Dreel.  Cheers!