Wood chip dog.

It rained heavily all morning. Dreich.

Mid afternoon the gloom lifted and we went for a walk to near where I stayed as a wee boy. An old tree had been blown down, and passed through the chipper. The dog blended in nicely…. whilst standing out against the background across the fields to the hills. The wind turbines and new development wasn’t around in “my day.”

We’d a nice walk, a few wrens singing. Great reflections on the water too.