Fluttering and dancing in the breeze

This was the view from my masseuse Rhona's house when I emerged after treatment - yesterday's snow gone from the distant hills and the sun shining through the clouds, short-lived but nevertheless welcome.

More barbed wire...

Later this evening I'll be heading back to Troon for the night, then tomorrow morning Gill and I will be making our annual pilgrimage to Stobo Castle for two days of luxurious pampering serious contemplation and altruistic abstinence.

I hope to be able to find the time to blip, but if necessary I'll catch up on comments later in the week.