I love the light in this photograph: the clarity of the air, the glow of the sunlit pines; in the distance, the cloud thinning and lifting to reveal a first dusting of snow on the tops, the sun catching the clean, cold whiteness fringing the cliffs above Lochan Uaine.
November gets such a bad reputation for being grey, wet and dismal but on the right day the sharpness in the air from winter’s first tentative forays is matched by a sharpness of vision and colours to catch at your heart. And Glen Derry is the perfect stage for this autumnal show. Great Caledonian pines which grew before deer became king in these mountains, and new seedlings thrusting through the undergrowth since the deer were deposed; the long, straight cut of the glen through towards the pyramid cliffs of Sgurr an Lochan Uaine and Stob Coire Etchachan.
This photo was taken in November, but looking at it here I imagine standing in these woods just now and listening to the spring birdsong, or standing in lush grass under the shade of these great trees on a hot summer’s day, the smell of resin after a summer shower. A glen for all seasons.
A series of Covid dreams. Just a photo or two from the archives and a few words: memories of the Cairngorms to stay in the heart while we’re kept away from the hills.
cairngormwanderer 
I think the typical November impression is of the Novembers we get in the west – wet, dreich and miserable – usually as well as cold. Your side of the country is renowned for cold, clear weather.
Ach havers. I’ve had some amazing October/November days through the west. (A lot of rain too, to be fair. 😉 )
I don’t think I’ve ever had bad weather in your area but most of my regular (was monthly when I was Munroing) visits to the west had bad weather – summer or winter!