Snow on the Ochils

Leaves uncrinkle as the sun bursts their bud cover, while the Ochils attempting to camouflage themselves in spring colours are spattered with the droppings of a flock of clouds that splash single cream over the hills. Lambs dropped into the freezing weather sup on the white stuff from teats beneath white fluff, foreknees to the ground, tails expressing the joy of warm liquid food on a cold day.