Crooked

A morning of chores and then seizing the opportunity for some dry, if windy, weather we headed down to Tentsmuir for a good old afternoon of dog walking. We chose to take the "soul destroying" route out, free from people and sheltered by trees. Then we headed in towards the shore line. Just before the shore there are a few random, non pine trees and you have to wonder at them surviving on their own against the harsh elements.

I thought they looked rather nice on the late afternoon sun!

Time for a spot of petrol heading with the new Top Gear!