Frost on the Pentlands

The golf course and the hills are changing every day at the moment. Very cold again this morning. This was taken early this morning when the sun was slanting straight across the land. I have no idea what the diagonals are.

Not much journal text these days; I'm spending so much time trying to get dad sorted. We need to get him into very sheltered housing, and there is much form-filling going on at the moment.