iBri Daily-ish

So, the daily post thing's now pie in the sky. Posts will arrive here as and when. Daily-ish. Weekly-ish. Random-ish.

Gorse

That's yer Scottish summer there. Not warm, but not cold. Threatening sky, but nothing following through on the threat too much. Everything lush green. Gorse carpet on the hills, smelling like there's a chocolate factory nearby churning out Bounty bars, tempered with the whiff of wild garlic as you cycle past all the greenery elsewhere.

No threat of any sunshine of course, but a thirst-quenching pear cider at the end of it all is fair consolation, whilst the Piz Buin stays capped off for a wee bit longer.