Gone Fishing

Mr L bounced out of bed this morning (oh, how I hate early morning enthusiasm!) and was out of the door and up the road with his fishing gear before I could say “Tight Lines”.  He walked through the forest to the loch whilst I tackled the washing up and the laundry etcetera. Then I …

and time ticks by

It was beautiful in the forest this morning. The Beech and the Oak are now turning colour and everything looks properly Autumnal. The day is without so much as a whisper of wind, mild, slightly grey and misty but not feeling at all damp.I felt far too warm in my sweatshirt. The camera was not …