It's raining, the other side of the firth

This being, the Beauly Firth. It was Clachnaharry therapy for me today. I remembered to send a friend a birthday card, a small thing, but he won't expect it. Then I spent some time editing poems which I hope will eventually form a book. It affected me, in a good way, as some of them are quite emotional. All in all, not a bad day. Extra (for Berger): a very nice Norwegian yacht.