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Yesterday, bright and beautiful

Today, strengthening gale force winds and rain showers fit for April!  What a difference a day makes.

The dogs and I planned to walk round the very big field (one hour walk) yesterday.  There was snow on distant hills, blue sky and larks singing above, and despite a cold wind from the west, the sunshine is now warm enough to be felt through a winter jacket.  We set off on our usual route but I became sidetracked by an opening in the wall and a further opening across the lane into another field, surrounded by an equally good path.  So we were seduced to change track and explore a new walk.  We quickly came to a rather dark copse, and having walked alongside it for a couple of minutes I realised there was an old ruin in the heart of the wood, hiding underneath a heavy thatch of ivy.  I think they are the Langridge Limekilns, at Gladsmuir.
We rounded the corner of the copse and grazing in the sunshine, out of the wind, there was a group of eight deer.  I stood and watched them for a while, feeling bad that I was going to disturb their peaceful interlude.  After a little while they registered that we were there and set off across to the field beyond.  Beautiful, elegant creatures.  We carried on around the field, enjoying the views and the lovely old wall on the northern edge and a Red Admiral butterfly sunning itself on the ivy.
The photo below shows Arthur's Seat and Edinburgh, not so far away, and the next photo shows the Queensferry Crossing, the newish bridge across the Firth of Forth.  You can see it best when the sun is at a certain angle and picks up the white cable-stays which span between the three towers.  In this photo the white runs off into the snowy hills of Perthshire beyond.


  1. Amazing how you can still make discoveries so close to home, have a lovely week x

    1. Yes, you never quite know what you are walking on or near in East Lothian. The county is laden with history, and as a bit of a newcomer there is so much to discover still! Are you still being buffeted by very strong winds? I had a lovely walk this morning, but it was hard work with the wind whipping around the coastline - see today's post! A x


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