Wild and Free

These seeds will soon be scattered by the wind, but for the moment they make me think of something otherworldly, little sparks of lmatter dancing by the side of the track. This is near where Tammas the Rhymer met the Queen of Elfland, so maybe there are still traces of the realms of magic in the air ....

Or not - the extra is the view over the hedge, the rolling farmlands of the Borders.

Singing was cancelled this morning, so there was no ignoring the chores. But I'm feeling virtuous and the kitchen floor has revealed its true colours for the first time in a while. And we had a good walk, in the sunshine, from Newton to Melrose and back ..