The Fool on the Hill

Sees the sun going down . . .

A first-winter herring gull on the rocks at Pettycur this afternoon.

The Beatles song came to mind as I was processing it just as it did many years ago when I was painting a former 'school on a hill'. 
I tried, less successfully, to follow it up with a sequel entitled ' The ice in his head sees the word spinning round'.

It is much quicker nowadays to be creative on the computer than it was back then to paint a surrealistic watercolour.