Log

No hint of anthropomorphism or pareidolia about this log - I just liked the colour, the texture and the effects of weathering.

Seen this afternoon on a walk up (and subsequently down) Millstone Hill, an outlier of Bennachie.

This part of the walk - the penultimate stage of the descent from Millstone Hill to Heather Brig - used to run along a firebreak between two stands of tall conifers. It's strange to walk this way now that both stands have been felled, leaving in their place a tangle of brushwood - and the occasional cut log, such as this.