On Sunday G and I decided to go walking at Lochnagar.
Despite the mist and wind and cold it was at times quite magical.
The ice formations and snow drifts made crazy patterns,
and the wind blew a flying ptarmigan in a curve towards us,
it came so close I could see the panic in it's beautiful black eye.
Back to work today- I've been drawing toads and a roe deer skull
and now ptarmigan are next on the list.