Missing

 No cycling today, though the weather was much better for it than yesterday. I thought I'd give my foot a bit of a test and go for a walk instead. But before that I set about preparing a photo I took recently to go into a frame. I had everything ready and prepared, mount cutter set up, mount card selected, all systems go! First cut with a Stanley knife, I reached for where the knife is, always, on the wall, but for some unknown reason it was the only space on the wall with no tool, after a frantic search both in shed and house that was fruitless I finally gave up and walked away.

Anyway enough of my feeble ramblings I got my good camera out and drove down to the old A7 and had a stroll around the Irving House area. The autumn colours are still holding out showing off some wonderful shades of brown and gold.

Quite a few of these pictures feature the old road but I thought the roadside was showing such an abundance of colour they were worth posting

I could imagine these steps down to the riverside from the grounds of Irvine House being quite grand in their heyday, ladies with parasols and gents in top hats.

The view across the the from the steps showing the confluence of the Tarras and the river Esk....

.......and looking down stream.

After quite lengthy walk, which put my foot under quite a bit of strain I drove home, did a bit of shopping on the way and spent the rest of the day wondering where the hell missing Stanley knife is hiding.