Some days mood seems to be reflected in the weather.
A sunny start, chatting with a tentful of teenage girls, breakfast in the sunshine, Blipworthy photos of Brisa and Finn the cat...
It wasn't long until clouds began to gather and the atmosphere changed.
As a consequence, I decided to try to squeeze in a walk before the predicted thunder clouds gathered.
I sat for a while in the car as the heavens opened and waited for the skies to clear a little. Thunder rumbled in the distance, but no lightning accompanied it.
After a while, I set off on a walk. The loch was mirror calm but the air was infused by the scent of low pressure and recent rain.
When I reached the hide, the rain started again so I felt quite entitled to sit for a while and muse and ponder. As I looked over the little pool, this beautiful buck appeared.
He reminded me of why getting outside and walking is good for me.