Snaw is coming! It's on the far hills.

Had a walk down at Cramond this afternoon ( before braving The Gyle ).
This is the view upstream on the river Forth from Cramond.
It was so cold out I was happyto go inside and join the merry throng of early Christmas shoppers, but only briefly.
Why, oh why, do we do this to ourselves every December? Splashing the plastic like there's no tomorrow, when we know that there is, and it will bring the bill.
I've promised myself I'm not going back there 'till next year, and then probably just to take something back.
Bah, humbug!