Walking in the Woods

At Auldgarth on the Guitar Weekend, wearing my Smiths gabardine mac, bought from the North London Hospice charity shop.
Every time before I put it on, I think how happy I am.
Then I button it up and think "Heaven Knows, I'm Miserable Now".

I am clutching a bunch of daffodils out of the picture, a small miracle as the West of Scotland is a month behind England and still decorated with snowdrops.
The river Nith is full of tiny brownish-grey fish that flash silver from time to time when the sun catches them; the trees are full of birdsong and there are hundreds of rabbits rummaging around in the sphagnum moss. It is a very beautiful place.
Photo by Martin.