Hazy Hill

I just love my journey home when the sun is shining and once I am out of the twon and onto the back roads. I patiently spent a while trying to snap a cow who when I stopped was looking straight at me but when I got the camera out he just turned the udder way and showed me his behind.

So this is a snap of the Bennachie shrouded in low cloud just before I arrive home. it is a sight I will never tire of as it means that I am only moments away from my dearest, marie and a nice supper. Absolute bliss in my book.