A bit of a heat-wave


1st July 2015

England has been under Saharan air for days, and finally it has crept up here. Warm, still, close and light ’till very late now. Heading along beside the water, driving home from Helensburgh, I wound down a lane to the Ardmore peninsula for a look-see. Keen to feel the weather and use the light, braving the seasonal torment that is hay fever. The Firth of Clyde was unusually quiet, almost completely silent: even the wading birds were still beneath the weight of air. Just the occaisional sound of a train passing.