Loch Leven, ScotlandLoch Leven on a morning with no wind. I'd been waiting for exactly this, because the loch rarely sits completely flat. When it does, the reflection runs unbroken all the way to Glencoe at the far end, and the mountains on both sides compress into a single corridor of water and rock. The light was cool and even, with a pale warmth just starting to bleed through the cloud layer above the valley. That low contrast kept every fold and ridge in the