Village evening

Suddenly it felt like Spring today, though by the time I was taking this photo of Glen Massan village the sun was sinking fast and the shadows were deeply cold again. But for a few hours it had been warm enough to be outside without a jacket and to feel hot walking quickly up the glen to the upper plateau.

I love the peaceful timelessness of this place - apart from the very modern cars parked beside the fence, it could be 100 years ago. The first house on the left as you leave the trees is occupied by a woodcutter, and the stacks of logs and kindling give off a wonderful smell.