Growing old disgracefully

By GOD

Beauty is within grasp...

Beauty is within grasp... Or, in our case, less than 50 miles away. Valentine's Day coincided with our weekly 'date day', so the wonderful Professor took me out to lunch at the Loch Fyne Oyster Bar. Cloud level was too low for spectacular landscape images, so it was mostly macro photography of barks, lichens and mosses in the bonny Ardkinglas Gardens (home of the tallest tree in the UK, for those who like statistics). However, we did get a wee peep of the lower shoulders of Beinn an Lochain on the way home. In spite of the mist shrouding the mountain tops, this song rang in my head all the way, lyrics for auld folks in love...

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