Flurry

New routine for a Friday means a different driving route at lunchtime for the next few months. It meant passing by the Ochil Hills so stopped off to snap Dumyat with its dusting of snow today. The hills do a good job of acting as a giant snow magnet for any blowing down from the north, keeping the Forth Valley snow free and sponging up any that heads down our way. They don't keep the cold away though, so it was quick finger numbing ten minute sprint along the road and back to the car.

It feels like it's been a long week. I'm gubbed, going to make like the weather and chill.