Homeward Bound

Nearly, but not quite, back in Scotland.

After yesterday's ancestral pile, this is a shot of my kind of place. It is in fact where I grew up (the house is hidden in the trees on the horizon centre-shot). This is taken from the old railway viaduct which I'm sure I've blipped before, but now can't find anywhere. Lovely sunny day, so once I got home, we just lazed in the garden, had a long walk down to the river, than lazed some more.

Great place. (In the sunshine.)