Frost is not unknown on Tiree.
However frost is not a common occurrence.
Thursday morning was one of these rare frosty occasions
First light at present is around 8:00am
Drawing back the curtains the moon was visible.
Looking out – Jupiter was to be seen just below the moon.
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It was not long before we realised it was frosty outside.
The temperature was around hovering 2 degrees.
There was hardly a breath of wind.
So it didn’t feel particularly cold.
The car windows needed scraping.
It was surprising how thick the ice was.
And it wasn’t just the car windows that were iced over.
At the head of Pier Road there was a new amenity.
The seasonal lochen was like an open air ice rink.
As yet the sun had not begun to thaw it.
By 9:00am the sun was up.
Scarinish harbour was the window frame.
The white road surface added a silvery touch.
All the way to Baugh the road was icy.
Jack Frost’s touch could be seen everywhere.
The orange glow that came with sun up added to the effect.
The low lying mist was creeping across the landscape.
The poles carrying the electric cables poked above the mist.
The Control Tower at the Airport rose through the white cloud.
It was the kind of morning that drew positive comments.
“You should have seen it, I wished I had stopped.”
“It was icy or I would have photographed it.”
“You should have seen the Balephuil Road.”
“It’s a beautiful morning.”
By noon the frost and mist had completely disappeared.
The sky was blue and it was a beautiful January day.
I willingly traversed the length of the island.
My journey took me to Milton in the East.
And then to Balephuil in the West.
Milton Harbour was bathed in sunlight.
The harbour is the main base for Tiree’s fishermen.
When funds are available the harbour will be greatly improved.
At Balephuil the powerful Atlantic breakers were rolling in.
No wonder on Tiree we speak of the Atlantic Roar.
The waves crashed on the rocks of West Hynish.
And they rolled in over the sands of the bay.
On the road home Ben More on Mull dominated the skyline.
This was so as we made our way back towards Balinoe.
Mull’s Munro towered over Balemartine.
What a great January day it has been.
It has been beautiful all day long.
This is Life on Tiree.