Prickly Day

After yesterday comes the prickly day of being very restless and feeling frustrated at myself for not doing something.

Managed to persuade myself that Cramond was good enough tonight. There was a guy practising his golf swing on the sand, some people going out to the Island. The sunset was hidden by the clouds, a bit of fiery colour, but not enough.

Walked up to the weir, a wee cry to myself at the weir, and then watched the bats for a while before heading back for the bus.

This thistle was taken on the way down thru the field to Cramond shore, feeling a little less thistle prickly now after my wee walk, hope for more enthusiasm tomorrow even if it's just being able to do the dishes!