View from down the wood.

Well, actually, from an ex-wood bit. The trees were harvested from this bit about five or six years ago and it has been re-planted. Sadly the new trees have all gone for deer food somewhat to the annoyance of the owners.
The eagle eyed among you will note the numerous pylons "decorating" the space between the wood and the hills (and even over the hills!) I know we are all electricity junkies these days but why does our little slice of Scotland have to be Pylon Central?!
On to other matters. We have spent a lot of time today painting, sanding, waxing and polishing. Why did we end up with raw wood doors that all need treatment!!
Young James is now officially a young man about town, having been out for lunch with Mum and Dad. Start the way you want to go on, say I!