…and I mean that literally. After several days of leaden skies, which necessitated keeping the lights on all day if we wanted to do anything, it was a joy to wake this morning to a clearing sky and watch the sun drive away the last of the clouds. Fired by all this unaccustomed light, I headed out for a walk to the post office to post some cards and buy a few items and took my camera with me. It’s still remarkably mild for the second half of November, though I hope I’m not tempting fate by saying so, and the stroll up the hill to the post office and back was sheer pleasure. Unfortunately my camera battery ran out before I even reached the halfway point, so the final photos are of the glorious sunset we had on Saturday before the cloud took over.
|The last rose of summer?|
|At least the birds will be well-fed this winter|
|A real Highland cottage|
|Ben Loyal with his nightcap on|
|Sunset reflections in the Kyle|
|Red sky at night...|
|Nor sure about the sailor, but it was my delight...|