Light on the Pentlands

Spotted on my way back from work - after an otherwise unremarkable day. Made me think of the William Blake's lines:

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?


One good thing today tough: my manager has approved the holidays that I will need next year for my cycling trip. It will be from my home in Scotland to the South of France, where my mother lives - about 1800 km - in profit of Book Aid, I think. I can now start planning in earnest!