I think Ailsa has a perverse sense of humour. She knows I live in Ireland… she knows shadows are very rare occasions in the green land!! How does it get so green? It rains… almost all the time. What does that mean? Clouds = no sun = no shadows!
Oh well… we do have the odd day in summer, well… that time of the year when it’s supposed to be summer, when the sun makes an appearance I will hunt in the archives… I may just find a photo or two of a shadow or three… just to show Ailsa her green land she is missing so!