And the sun burned low

I stopped off at Duddingston Loch on the way to visit my dad, just as the sun was starting to go down (not long after midday, in other words). I don't usually snap sunsets, but I stayed for a while to wander and ponder. For better effect I should probably have waited until the sun was a bit lower, but my frozen fingers were getting painful and my chilled bladder was bursting. 

Lake Loch Song