By DonMac2021

The Short and Winding Road

"During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher."
EA Poe, Fall of the House of Usher

A bit like that up Sheriffmuir today. Dire, grey sky, and alas, no cheer at the Inn as it's now a private house. 

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