Light at play.

The hills slipped over each on each
Till all their changing shadows died.
Now in the open skyward reach
The lights grow solemn side by side.

-- William Renton (1893)


This is the view from the top of today's walk in Glen Massan.

The water in the distance is the Holy Loch, opposite my parent's house.

I leave here tomorrow.
Back to my real life.

Sigh.