Yesterday afternoon, we ran walked slowly up the hill behind our house.
We took lots of rests on the way - to take photos I said, not because I needed to get my breath back. We looked down on our neighbours, figuratively speaking that is
There's a peace up in the hills, Not a tin of paint anywhere to be seen, nor a paintbrush, nor planks of wood flooring waiting to be laid nor even a shower room floor needing to be fixed - just silence and views. An incredible feeling of being in another world where house jobs are unimportant and can wait until tomorrow.
Once there was a forest up here
gnarled old tree roots, some thousand years old I've been told, litter the ground
Tree monsters frozen in time, some sad
others happier, enjoying the late afternoon sun
At the top we look over to the amazing An Teallach. Did I really get up there last spring! I did, and I really really want to go back and complete the walk we didn't finish. This is a mountain that truly is worth making the effort for - need to eat less and exercise more
Snow still stays on the mountain tops
I should have put the wide angle lens on the camera, instead I took a lens I normally use for close up pictures. A reason to come back, and all it takes is walking out of the front door and going upwards, but first I must finish painting the stairwell!