The Church at Night

I’m only ever out in the dark these days. Up before six to walk Daftie, and at my desk by seven to start writing. Then out each evening at nine for Daftie’s final walk of the day. In between, J takes him round the garden for the necessary. So I have almost no opportunity for Blip-taking. Only in the dark, and in the last couple of weeks it’s been raining almost every night. So here’s the village church glimpsed through dripping wet foliage on a cold and wet walk with the wee fella.