Black burn

It's not been the kind of afternoon that would tempt you away from the Sunday papers - unless you're a restless soul, like me, who has spent too many hours over the past two days sitting in cars or churches. There's quite a gale blowing up, the the fitful sunshine of earlier has taken itself off somewhere, but we chose Glen Massan for a walk and found that the lower reaches of the glen were indeed sheltered and still.

So this is the Massan burn as it turns wide and still at the hamlet, and I was taken by the reflections in the dark water. Not wildly exciting, but quite pleasing in a quiet way, rather like our walk ...