It was one of these evenings when you wanted to linger outdoors and stay and watch the ever changing sky. You were hesitant to go indoors as the sky morphed from blue to almost black by going through all the colours of the setting sun. On Friday and Saturday we had letter-box sunsets. On both […]Read more "One Of These Evenings"
Sunrise this morning on Tiree was at 4:54. First-light, however, was considerably earlier. The previous evening the gloaming continued long after sunset. It is quite a thought. – The longest hours of daylight are still 4 weeks away. There was a stillness to the island as I slipped out of the house. It certainly felt […]Read more "A New Day Dawns"
The Hebridean Islands off Scotland’s West Coast are frequently described as remote by many who live on the Mainland. The Isle of Tiree is about 4 hours by ferry from the Mainland port of Oban and a further 3 hours by coach from Glasgow. As the events of this past week have sadly demonstrated, we may […]Read more "Remote But Not Removed"
Thanks to all who have given us bird feeders as presents. They have been a great source of education and entertainment. Sparrows may be in decline on the Mainland but not in our garden. It was a misty, damp morning. But we are hungry. Back and forth to the feeder to collect a seed. Open […] […]Read more "Fledgling Feeding Time"
The watch word today is the weather. We didn’t experienced the high temperatures of the Mainland. What we did enjoy on Tiree was a bright, warm, sunny Autumn day. With cases packed we left in plenty of time for the pier office. The first leg of our long journey south is by ferry to […]Read more "Sailing into the Sunset"
A colourful character dropped by for lunch today on what was otherwise a rather grey day. Before coming to Tiree we acquired a couple of bird feeders. A thoughtful Christmas present added to the collection. With the gift came a large sack of bird food. What pleasure this has brought. Over the winter it seemed […]Read more "A Colourful Visitor"
At the West End of Tiree, in the township of Balemartine, you’ll find a real gem. The line of parked cars probably indicates that you have arrived at the Farmhouse Cafe. A renovated barn is home to the cafe made all the more attractive by the light, airy sun lounge with outstanding view towards Ben […]Read more "A West End Gem"
By Where The Corncrake Cries Over the years we have had various chairs, seats and sofas, but I have never had one that I thought of as ‘my seat’. There is one however that I often refer to as ‘my seat’ and it doesn’t even belong to me. In fact, it is dedicated to the […]Read more "My Seat"
Published by “Where The Corncrake Cries” Back in November, when I was returning to Tiree from the mainland, on the CalMac ferry I picked up a book written by various Scottish writers. They were describing their homes, whether past or present, and one author in particular described her kitchen sinks. This is our sixth kitchen […]Read more "My Kitchen Sink"