I was out walking in the Pentlands Hills yesterday. They’re quite close to where I live and I particularly like it when there’s snow on the ground. Rather embarassingly, I’ve been aiming to go over one of the higher hills, which by most standards is still not very high. A couple of weeks ago, I turned back down too soon. Yesterday, I thought I’d gone over it, but when I got home I realised I’d turned down too soon again. At least it gives me an excuse to go out again.
The hills ring a reservoir which, yesterday, was mostly covered in ice. There were some swans sitting on the snow-covered ice, with the shadow of the hills running right behind them. It produced a rather surreal effect, which I tried to capture. I’m not sure I did it justice, but I quite like the photograph anyway.