Willow Leaves

Fallen willow leaves, from beside the Leet, a few yards from where it flows into River Tweed.

Reflections in River Leet

The year has been going past, fast, and I have been told that I should put words and images once more on WordPress. This is true: I should. An idea came sideways at me, and every spare moment I am up in the Tardis working, hiding the work from everyone, not saying a word; don’t know why. It’s all light-hearted in feeling. But I have missed WordPress (all interactions have been interesting and often delightful); so I will try and write just a few words each day, will catch up with sites I am following, and when the present slight obsession has been put into a form where I can bear to have it looked at, I will pick up my camera and go out into the countryside of the Borders and enjoy the light in this beautiful part of the world, where I am so fortunate to live.

Cold River 3

Cold River 2

 

Cold River 1

The Old Bridge over the Leet

One Floating Leaf

Riverbank

Cow Parsley Reflections

Blossom Reflected