Honeysuckle Highway

This is one of my favourite morning paths. There are a couple of horses in the field on the left who come over to say "Good morning" but really to cadge whatever I have in my pocket. On the right is the wooded boundry to the golf course and at the very end is the Moray Firth. Earlier in the year there is a rookery in the trees which makes it a bit raucous. Both sides of the path are lined with wild Honeysuckle and in the still of the early morning air its a perfumed corridor.