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Mid-week ramble

Tilly and I enjoyed a different walk on Wednesday.  Mr Gaucho dropped us off just west of the village, high on a hill top, and we put our best feet forward in the direction of home.  The views at the start of our walk were magnificent.  We could see across to the hills of Perthshire in the north west, over the Firth of Forth and the full stretch of coastline of the Kingdom of Fife before it turns to head off north towards St Andrews, the Bass Rock, white and gleaming at the mouth of the estuary, and finally all the way round to the Lammermuirs and Traprain Law behind us.  The pimple in the middle of this photograph is North Berwick Law.
Blackthorn blossom, starry and dainty.
And that farm track that rises up ahead of you, with no clue as to what lies beyond.  I love that bit!

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