The Day the Clocks Changed

I always love the day the clocks go back. It's the most Sunday Sunday of all the year's Sundays. You can feel your pace slow as you with the gift of an extra hour in your hands.

With time on my side I took a longer than usual walk on Arthur's Seat with my partner's and my dog.

The dog didn't care what day or time it was only that she'd found the stick I'd thrown in the long grass.