Welcome to you, rich autumn days.
On Monday it was a benign jewel of an autumnal morning here in Buchan whilst torrential rain doused the west of Scotland and 99 mph winds flattened trees in Kew Gardens and caused havoc in the south of England.
Monkshood at the Mains of Pittulie roadside. Occasional squadrons of gannets flew past, parallel to the shore, gleaming intensely white in the sunshine.
Sunlight catching the trunks of bare trees, sycamores and ash, at Peathill where a blackbird sang as if it were high summer, rooks cawed and a robin jinked about the dyke. |
The verges are brightly studded with a second flowering of dandelions which were attracting insects including hover flies and late wasps |
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