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, it grows at an angle.
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.
A few from the drawer marked “Typically Scotland”.