Tim'rous Beastie

happy burns night, lovely sunny and warmish day for a wander round the Botanics then trying to catch a haggis for Burns night! The highlight of my year so far was Nicola calling Boris a tim'rous beastie yesterday, a fine tribute to our bard:

Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murdering pattle!
I could't get a picture of the haggis but there's a Scots Pine as an Scottish extra.