I suppose I should have known better than tempt fate by anticipating a relaxing holiday. Midway through it I strained my back and spent the remainder of my time in the Highlands hirpling gingerly around the house popping painkillers and watching the birds and squirrels eating nuts on the feeders outside the window. So much for fishing and walking and breathing in the clear mountain air. Ah well, I found this nice little loch with water-lilies before it happened.