A Spring bright and blue day in Craignish. The air had an added clarity, everything appeared sharp and well defined.
Every tiny daffodil, every tiny iris seemed polished and perfect. Camellias showed off their ballerina like ruffles, nodding in time to the song of the magpies.
The lines of black pots which I photographed seemingly empty a couple of months ago are now shot through with green shoots, growing strongly into the light.
In a pot filled with water, a black goldfish swam.