Up early, and I went along to Cults, meaning to explore the old railway track. But a road closure meant I ended up going along toward Burnturk, then decided to follow a path downhill.
Wonderful scabious flowers.
The path went through some trees (looks as if it will be good for spring flowers) and came out at
Bunzion. The barley fields stretched out for miles. No wind today to ruffle them.
The swallows were swooping about over the fields, with one sitting alone on the telegraph wires.
I walked along the main road to Pitlessie, then up Priestfield and back along to the car. Most of the flowers I saw there just a month ago have gone now – the mallow bush still had a few blooms, and there was one last strawberry to enjoy. But going up Priestfield, I was sorry to see the old Himalayan Balsam in full bloom, really taking hold. There was one white plant among them.