Spring in the Highlands

Driving home after a glorious weekend, the snow on the hills was beautiful. This is the hill we had climbed to go north two nights ago, in the dark and during the start of a blizzard. It was a very different drive home, thank goodness. Ali's shoulders took a lot less massaging to get them down from his ears tonight than on Friday. Maybe he was just enjoying the massage?
Night all.


Back blipped for the missing days.