In many ways the island is quiet at present.
In other ways there are many events taking place.
After all it is a busy time for Santa and his island helpers.
At times during this past week there has been a swell running.
Standing outside our front door you can hear the waves breaking.
There is something special about standing and watching the swell roll in.
Wednesday’s Swell Conditions
On both Friday and Saturday we were given a real treat.
On both days there was a colourful sunrise.
There is no need to get up at 4:00am.
Sunrise is just after 9:00am.
Friday’s Colourful Sunrise
An hour earlier, in much the same spot in the sky, the new moon could be seen.
And if my reading of the sky is correct Jupiter was to the right of it.
At the same time there was a tiny hint of the sun coming up.
The memorial in Pier Road is a great view point.
Look back and you have a panoramic view of the island.
Look to the left and you look across the Bay to the Island of Rum.
Stretching out before you are the Treshnish Isles and the Isle of Mull.
At this time of year the sun rises over the sea just of the Ross of Mull.
The clouds this morning parted in the right place at the right time.
The sun’s rays lit up the lochen as well as the morning sky.
Saturday’s Sunrise from the Memorial
On the Mainland temperatures have dropped well below freezing.
Today, for example, the temperature here is warmer.
This is especially so because it is calm.
There are just over six hours of daylight.
But at this time of the year the sun is low in the sky.
Today in particular this has brought a quiet beauty to the island.
The Mv Clansman (Mouse-over for Captions)
When the ferry entered Gott Bay much of Mull was under a blanket of cloud.
Then the grey cloud parted slightly to give a hazy view of Ben More.
The Bay itself was bathed in sunlight.
Behind Ruaig the snow capped Rum Cuillin stood out.
Later in the afternoon we were to see Rum from Kilmoluaig.
From that vantage point Ben More was lit up by the setting sun.
As we drove back to Scarinish we stopped to appreciate Loch Bhasapol.
We had also a clear view to the Small Isles of Eigg, Rum and Canna.
And even beyond them to the Cuillins on the Isle of Skye.
At Kenovay we stopped to admire the view.
Close to the shore at Balephetrish were numerous seals.
However we had stopped to look out across the water to the Small isles.
When we topped the rise in the Kenovay Road we were looking south.
It was late afternoon and in the quiet beauty were the Paps of Jura.
Yes! Saturday has been marked by a quiet beauty.
This is ‘Life-on-Tiree’.