Suitably grim

I thought this late afternoon picture of the snowy hills above Glen Massan, with the cloud lying beneath them and snow even lying on the fields in the foreground was suitably grim for such an awful day - a day that saw a mysoginistic, short-tempered liar elected to be President of one of the world's great nations. 

The chill that penetrated this afternoon matched the chill with which I realised what the result was going to be. God help America.