Moor run, sundown.

First one since I injured my back. Too early a return, methinks, I felt 'it' every step of the way and I should think I will pay for it tomorrow...

...but, do you know what, it's never a bad idea to get up and out on the moors. (Apart from that time where I ended up with hypothermia, that was bad.) Oh wow the light was fantastic, we were bathed in golden evening sun, Hound became magnificently bloodied by Bilberries, I appreciated those lovely purple Orchids that a few of you have blipped recently (never knew what they were, but thanks to you I now do) and these horses caught my eye whilst on the home straight.

Bad for the back. Good for the soul.