Colours

There was a pile of paperwork to be done so Kylie and I decamped to Leadhills last night. Mostly sorted by mid-afternoon so we took a walk up towards the reservoir to investigate the rickety bridge (rickety and appears to lead nowhere) and then the long way back around the golf course before the rain set in and a swift in the hotel. There's been a beef stew in the slow cooker since this morning which has promise and will likely do for another day as well - who has ever managed to make a stew for one?

The light and colours on the moors this time of year are spectacular.