Winter views from the summerhouse

Enjoying yesterday morning so much, I headed the same way again this morning.  The fog was lower today - you can just see it out of the window, over the river - but it was still an exceptionally pretty sunrise. 

I remember Dougie telling me about these summerhouses and how people used to come and visit them at the weekend. When it was a little more upright, what a beautiful spot it would have been to sit - both summer and winter.  

This is a little less upright than it was.  And sadly, this one is now a flatpack (although the tree is still solid).