Storm Clouds Gathering

The Scottish Parliament at dusk this evening. I was toying with some philosophical text about the ship of state (it looks to me a bit like a cruise liner tied up at a quay).

But I don't have time to meditate on the subject as we're off home, via another night of jigging and reeling, in Melrose this time. 

After a morning of singing and an afternoon of sewing, I don't think I'll be skipping the light fantastic.