Saturday snow

This unusual landscape, part of the old quarry near Drymen, is where the dogs and I walked this morning in the slushy snow that had fallen overnight. Most of it had disappeared by the time we had our afternoon walk.

I find the eye is drawn towards the old discarded tyre and the spot of red in the distance, which is Freckle! Or, more exactly, Freckle's coat. She was sniffing out something interesting.