Reflections

of a big ark like wooden boat at Dochgarroch on the canal. I was there in search of a bluebell wood, and I found it, but the bluebells were just coming out, and I feel a better show is to still to come. The funny thing is that my mood was low when I set off, but despite getting soaked, it was lifted by being somewhere else -a canal, a beech wood, gazing at a carpet of bluebells.