We Can Act Like We Come From Out of This World....

And the sun set on Ayrshire's Summer.

Yes, in Ayrshire, we tend to celebrate Summer immediately AFTER the Snow of mid-March which is rapidly followed by torrential rain, frost, more rain, and the mist of the third week. Next Week, I expect it will be snowing again so I made the most of it.

I sat in the middle of the car park at work, and enjoyed the sun's rays on my face. I watched Sky Larks dropping to the earth like lead weight and run to their nests. I watched Hercules Aircraft taking off, and I watched two Rooks building a nest. It was just perfect.

I left sharpish, and made my way home, brain throbbing with all the possible blips - The farmer ploughing his fields. The Highland Moo Coos in the Setting Sun's Rays, The plastic covering on the fields to bring the crops along faster (actually is a rain coat to stop them drowning in the Ayrshire Rain).

I decided to head for the shore front. If I had been sensible I would have walked down. But I drove, and the difference the 4 minutes made, meant that I caught the last burning embers of the sun disappearing behind Arran and I'm glad I didn't miss that.

The sunset on this coast is always worthy of a look see. There is no better place on earth when it looks like this - you couldn't paint these colours and have people believe that it is like this 8 days out of 10.

BEAUTIFUL!