Different views

This morning there was an amazing red sky across Glasgow.

On the train into town the pink sun reflected across the river and off of every window of the high flats at Ibrox.

On the train to Stirling, the snowy blankets on the Ochils glowed pink.

On the train from Perth to Dundee the sun could have been mistaken for the moon.

Lots of lovely sights but instead I give you this...fuzzy misty winter branches.