It is great to be back home on Tiree,
having spent two weeks away on the Mainland,
first of all to join in a family 40th Birthday celebration,
and secondly to attend the Baptist Union of Scotland Assembly.
Our trip took us first of all to Falkirk,
then south to Thame in Oxfordshire,
then across to London with its parks,
before returning north to Glenrothes.
The 40th Birthday celebration was a particular joy.
It began with a morning spent in the V&A Museum of Childhood.
Then a family meal in a Spanish Restaurant for Tapas and Birthday Cake.
And afterwards a workout in the nearby park – all enjoying having a go on the swings
In the countryside around Falkirk and Thame
In London’s Hyde Park and in Peckham Rye Park . . .
And from the train window there was a constant reminder . . .
We were definitely in ‘the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!’
Saturday’s return trip from the Kingdom of Fife to Oban was very special.
We regretted not being able to stop in the Perthshire Highlands.
Again and again the scenery cried out to be photographed.
The autumn colours were truly magnificent
But we had a ferry to catch in Oban.
Oban was shrouded by low lying cloud.
Out of the mist appeared our ferry the MV Clansman.
It was as if it opened its mouth to reveal its cavernous interior.
Berthed alongside was the MV Isle of Mull.
As we left Oban Bay for the Sound of Mull
The MV Isle of Arran appeared out the mist.
For the first part of the crossing little was discernible.
But at Tobermory the sun began to dispel the mist.
Ahead of us was the NLB vessel ‘Pharos’.
Which had left Oban before us.
Soon we left her in our wake.
How thankful we were for the cattle sale on Tiree.
It was due to this that there was this additional afternoon sailing.
With markably fewer visitors to the island we recognised most on board.
Once again our bite to eat was promptly served with the usual friendliness.
With no call at the Isle of Coll the crossing was just three hours thirty minutes.
By 5:30pm we are back on Tiree and heading the short distance to our home.
There are few deciduous trees to shed their leaves or to bring colour.
But we are home with memories of autumn glory and mists.
This is Life on Tiree reflecting on Autumn Glory.