The Snow Returns

The sun was losing ts battle with the snow flurries as we set off on our walk this morning, most of which was through....

....the forestry as this protected us from a biting westerly wind.

The leaves along this path had been disturbed, probably by one of the deer looking for something to eat, which was also what....

....this horse was hoping for as we passed, Mrs MW apologising to it for not bringing it a Christmas treat.

Dunrobin Castle looked forlorn and cold and deserted, holding close the memories of Christmases past when every room would have been filled with light and warmth and laughter. Now, for half the year it's closed and the other half it's a museum commemorating a family which has the dubious honour of being at the forefront of the Clearances.