A view on the A9.

At a lay-by a man in his car, outstretched arms draped over the steering wheel, tired, troubled or both. A shaft of sunlight catches the high wire cables slung between giant pylons, disappearing over velvet caped hills.

Boarhills, Fife.

A blonde fields end meets a mute slate sky. Autumn, the turn. Scarlet hips, russet leaves caught in an eddy as the slow burn meanders to the sea. Brackish water, geese and eider, fossilised water etched on rock all caught in a long look this afternoon.

Umbria.

Sketch from a recent visit to Umbria, Itlay. This is the view across the valley.

Glenduckie – birch.

A mizzling mist sinks slowly down the hillside, brushes through oak and rowan and birch. Gorse is jewelled with fine silver cobwebs. Pheasants, berries, falling leaves.