Early evening dog walk

It was meant to be a lunchtime dog walk but a mixture of Wimbledon and work got in the way and Titch waited patiently for me to finish. If i'd taken his advice and gone at lunchtime the sun would have been shining and much less cloud. Instead I thought I knew best and we went this evening in drizzle, midges and distant thunder.

He's now lying on the floor at my feet asleep, wet, muddy and content. And if he's happy then I am happy.

I am not so sure about the picture, the brightness of the light through the cloud seems very hot, while the at the same time the cloud helps show the layers of hills along the loch side. Everyday is a school day though.

Tomorrow is a new day.