Who doesn't

love a unicorn?!
From our back garden we look across the Tay towards Kinfauns Church which, as he frequently points out, my husband's great grandparents are buried. Thought I'd go and seek them out today but had no luck in finding the grave. The church, alas, is no longer a church but has been converted into a private residence. The building in the foreground was, I think, part of the original church and has some local dignitary buried there. The unicorn looks remarkably fresh compared to the rest of the place. Maybe a recent addition or maybe God has been keeping it well polished?
An amazing sunset tonight.