On the second evening of our break in Ardnamurchan we were treated to an unexpected and fantastic sunset.
After a mostly cloudy day, the sun appeared below the clouds while dropping down to the horizon, turning the sky from deep blues to fabulous purples, pinks, oranges and reds.
With the view to the isles, what could one want more.
Simply stunning.
Sunset over Rum and Eigg.
Sunset over Muck.
Sunset over Fascadale Bay.
An afternoon wander down to Kilmory Bay. Simply stunning.
What a view to wake up to!
The view to the isles from the bedroom in our cottage in Kilmory.
From left to right: Muck, Canna, Rum, Eigg and Skye.
At last, our first break away from home in two years.
We stopped off at the viewpoint on the A81 below the Black Mount for a coffee while en route to a week away in remote Ardnamurchan.
The views back to Loch Tulla and the surrounding mountains of Beinn an Dothaid and Beinn Inverveigh are always breath taking.
The joys of spring in Jo’s and Martin’s delightful garden.
COVID19 has firmly taught us that we don’t have to go far from home to admire nature and stunning views. Tonight was another prime example, with the late evening sun lighting up the trees in our garden followed by a absolute stunning sunset.
Saturday was our first spring day and warm enough to sit outside in the glorious sunshine reading a book with a coffee in the afternoon. In fact it was warm enough to even sit outside and have a couple of glasses of Cava before dinner while enjoying the last rays of sunshine.
The warmth of the spring sun brought out the peacock butterflies with several regularly darting across the lawn. Hope they survive the predicted night frost and cold weather in the days to come.
The warmth of the spring sun has also brought a lot of flowers to bloom in the magnolia shrub (magnolia stellata) that stands in the shelter of the house where the heat of the sun is reflecting of the South facing walls. It is well ahead of the magnolia tree on the lawn that is more exposed and still not showing any signs of buds coming out.
Following several hosting challenges and unsurmountable WordPress theme and plugin conflicts, I have finally decided to move my photography journal to this new home.
This new home is still very much work in progress. Although I have now moved my photography journal across, over time I will hopefully complete the daunting task of converting my Facebook posts as well as my flickr photostream going back to 2009 across.
The five latest (historical) additions from my social media streams are:
I may need to fill in some gaps for the times when I haven’t uploaded any photos to my journal or social media. I may even go further back in time to add the best from my Lightroom catalogue and images from my extensive slide and negative collection going back to the mid 90’s.
Campsie Glen has become even more of a hot spot for walkers due to Covid lockdown with parked cars backed up all the way to the main road at Haughead. But on an early morning or a late afternoon, it can still, at times, be reasonably quiet.
Our late Sunday afternoon wander along the Kirk Burn and some scrambling along the rocks along the burn allowed us to explore the Campsie fault line. This is one os several very interesting geological features dating from the Glacial and Post-Glacial period in the area.
The Campsie fault line or scarp is the effect of a normal fault crossing the gorge that displaces lava intersecting with another plane of movement. Landslips and the torrent of the Kirk Burn over time have exposed large sections of the fault line along the burn.
The crocuses are starting to come out early this year.
A month after the first snowfall, we got more.
As always Lola goes bonkers as she simply loves being out in the snow.
A wander around Buchanan Castle on a cold, crisp Sunday afternoon.