The Wallace Monument was built by my wife’s father, as I explained to my children when they were young. You could tell because if you looked closely you could see he ‘missed a bit’! Capturing the brickwork means an early start for sunrise, but worth it.
Stirling night light and Bridge of Allan fireworks.
I took a short walk around Stirling in ice and snow. Overcast boring skies meant a focus on the buildings and streets. The icicles are interesting hanging at an angle from The Golden Lion Hotel, Stirling. You can see there has been a constant left-right wind blowing up King street meaning as the icicle forms, …
Early November flurries of snow carpeted the Ochils bringing errie quiet, until Poppy arrives. Bounding in circles, snorting and rolling in the cold stuff, a happy dog.