Raging Current?

Last night's events, a chat with mother, and the phone call and subsequent drive to the West to deal with the break-in left me reaching for the wee goldies  on my return home.

The bright golden morning and the offer of another walk were welcomed.  My images just now are of woodland walks.  It's all I can muster and all I want to focus on.  The tide has changed quite dramatically and a raging current is charging through my walking companions.  It's interesting to watch someone walk and talk with such intensity and anger and come through the walk physically drained. 

I think the rest of my day is taken up with arguments with landlords, dealing with locksmiths and laundry.  Nae Luck!

The light from the sun and occasional laughter keep me smiling.