The Pentlands

Taken from the A68 as I returned to Edinburgh after another trip to the Borders, this time to see J.

J put my boots on for me and we went for a walk - I can see that this is one of the things that will be forbidden to me for the longest, and it's not everyone who you can ask to do it! J confessed that she had never even dressed a baby. The walk was short, but it was great while it lasted - a virtually cloudless sky and several buzzards mewing which I hadn't heard for a while. There was also a bitterly cold wind, so we were glad to get back to the Lodge Hotel at Carfraemill for a late lunch.