Sheltering

At this time of year my eye is really caught by the patterns in the bare trees. Like enormous feathers in the sky.

I was taking this picture when a wee Yorkshire terrier started pulling its owner towards me, barking like the big dog it believed it was.

We had a nice wee chat, this lady and I, laughing at the wee pup, agreeing that it was a day to wrap up well, trying to spot the sheltering birds in the trees. Turns out the dog is her daughter's, who is in hospital, so walking duties transferred.

Perhaps she just needed a chat, and - running from one meeting to another with an over-full brain - so did I.

Glad of that yapping yorkie.