Blue and gold
A day which started with thick freezing fog cleared to sun and brilliant blue and gold. Above, a fishing hut on the banks of the Spey, under the shoulder of Ben Aigen.
The birches are at the height of their autumn colour. After these frosts the next gales will strip their leaves.
Even the grey days of November have fleeting moments where the gold sings out, in the larches on the hillside and the contrast of leaves and grey slate.
Thank you for all the good wishes for my father. He is improving slowly, and is now out of hospital.