Succumbing to the Lovely Autumnal Doodah.

Driving through Fife today, on the way to a survey of a statue in Cupar, I had my eyes peeled for my favourite grime or decay but couldn't see anything except that damned sun and that browny type-thing called Autumn. So you're lumbered with 'loveliness'.

I tried it in monochrome but, unfortunately, it was still quite nice.