This morning, the moonlit river is mostly pink.

Scotland, it’s the very best. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿❤️❄️

A deer, posing on a crystal horizon, and some gorse.

We had teeny weeny icebergs this morning (that’s what the white discs are). Rooks snuggled up in bed.

We love dogs at our retreat. We even have one for them to play with if required (I’d avoid the cat though: he’s a bit hench).

If you need inspiration to write some Daphne du Maurier horror, we have some rooks who can help you. Twice a day, rain or shine.

Remember, a crow in a crowd is a rook: a rook on its own is a crow.