Day's end, Year's end

I asked mum if she minded a wee diversion via the top road on our way back from the misery of Dobbies to Hermiston.

When i turned off the Lanark Rd onto Kirkgate she was a little disappointed not to be heading home.

But our 15 minutes bathed in this light, with the moon and venus above and the city below, turned out to be the best part of the whole day. Or week.