The blue bench

Despite the cloud cover the sun was shining this morning, so I headed up the old Gartmore road, which has always produced the goods blipwise.

I got as far as Jock's Burn before noticing the bench where I sometimes sat while the girls played in the burn 30+ years ago. It's not the same bench, however, because this lovely blue one has been put there in memory of an elderly couple - see extra photo. Mr Wainman used to love sitting there with its view of the mountains in the distance.

What I found quite sad was that the grass and wild flowers growing nearby have been left to invade the bench to such an extent as to deter anyone from sitting there and enjoying the view, which I'm sure would have been the family's intention.