Saturday, 28 September 2013

The last Saturday in September.

Unbelievably warm, like the best summer day, except that it is the end of September.  Each day like this is a gift for the winter.

Ben More from Tostary.

 Dead tree, Loch Tuath.

Along the shore by Lucy's garden.

The broch.

The butterfly.

Ulva Primary peats.

I think it is an eggar but I have to look it up!

A bowl full of brambles.

Yikes. Ragwort gone to seed.

Along by the 'pool'.

Cap jumps in after a stone.

And dries off afterwards.

Burnet rose, and yellow rattle seed heads.

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