It was a sunny Sunday.  Put the washing on the line and set off on my bike out to site B, only to find excavators and diggers busily scraping and churning around.  After waiting an hour and the sun settling lower and lower in the end I just slithered down the embankment and did my best to avoid being seen. I wanted to attempt the in-camera stitched wavy houses shot again from a couple of weeks ago (when the light had been flat, the sky paper white).  For a while kept out of sight behind mounds of earth and gravel but eventually drifted out into the open to try and get the opened-out viewpoint.  It still didn't come out right.  They'll have finished building those houses by the time I figure it out.