Golden Hour.....not!

It's been another morning of kitchen cleaning and then some recorder practice after lunch, not a very exciting day.  As the afternoon drew on I thought I would take the camera and try catch a 'golden hour' blip, ha!

Once on the top of the moor I fell into conversation with a dog walker, and boy could the owner talk.  I glanced down at his dog at one point and it had that look which Tony is good at when I've been rattling on for ages.  By the time his story was over the sky had clouded over and there were ominous drops of rain falling.  I hadn't gone out dressed for bad weather and I couldn't risk my camera getting wet again so I beat a hasty retreat down through the woodland in Deepcliff, blipping this puddle en route.