Reeds at dusk, by Munlochy on the Black Isle.
Spent most of the day trying to fix bits and pieces - that mixer (finally received the parts this week), and a small guitar amp.
Short lie-in this morning. Drew back the curtains and scared off a large number of Redwings and Fieldfares. They were feasting on the Rowan tree's berries. It had a good crop this year. Not many left now. Most having vanished this week, along with all the leaves.
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