I don’t need much of an excuse to get out there —
There’s not much snow about —
and by the looks of the weather the rain will have washed it all away by morning —
The back lane hasn’t seen much traffic this-a-way —
or that-a-way —
Next thing I know I’m crossing the over the Falls of Dochart into Killin – on my way to the Co-op —
Where I didn’t even feel guilty about grabbing the last two packs of firelighters in the place – as it’s a long time since I was taught how to start a fire by rubbing two sticks together when I was in Stitchil Boy Scouts 🤠
from-a-distance 