I had a late afternoon walk around the moot by the Slack’s trig point.

Heavy low cloud and a bit of a breeze.

Autumn is underway, rosehips and hawthorn red.

Blackberries starting to ripening.

Rosebay willowherb and thistles in seed.

The bracken and ferns rusting.

A couple of ravens, one jinxing nicely. I put up a  brace of grouse and heard one go-back-ing. A glimpse of a peregrine.

The rain stayed off and as usual I am delighted, just 15 minutes drive from home in Glasgow.