Basking . . .

I had borrowed Mrs B's little EV to nip up to the top of Beaminster Down to capture the last photos of autumnal colours (perhaps).  I did so, but saw this scene when setting off back down the hill to the car.  I've resisted the temptation to bump up the colour saturation . . .

The little car is a pricey thing (we have it on PCP at ex-mil rates), but it does make me feel a little less guilty at sallying forth for recreation or photos.  And it doesn't half go, if the need arises.