Seeing the light

A lonely dog walk through the woods.

Some tidying and making soup before heading to allotment for a wee harvest and tidying up.

Home and afternoon dog walk with company. I foraged some cooking apples.

Home and out to Glasgow to a gig. Peter hook playing some fine tunes.

A great night at the front sweaty and smiling. A young lad hugged me a said 'great to be out with real punks'.

A drive home in the quiet of the late evening.