Withering teasel leaves

I’m usually drawn to the wonderful teasel heads but today in Kellie Castle garden it was the artistic shapes made by the withering leaves that caught my eye.

It was a lovely morning for a walk at Kellie Castle. Fouter and I did the woodland walk then F was put back in the car while I had a wander round the walled garden.

The weather took a turn for the worse as we travelled back to Glasgow. It’s now drizzling, very windy and darker by the minute.

Just waiting for Fouter’s folk to arrive and take him home.