With the light beginning to fade fast we decided to go for a walk. It turned out to be a Sunday evening stroll through Scarinish. No need to take the camera we would not be out long. Mistake! From our home we walked out as far as Tigh A Rudha Eventide Home. The setting sun […]Read more "The Evening Sky"
‘Whatever’ can be almost dismissive. Asked to make a decision you reply, “Whatever.” It is not the most helpful response to a sincere request. On the other hand it can be a real positive. ‘Whatever happens.’ – Whatever the outcome.’ In this respect ‘Whatever’ speaks of a confidence. David, the shepherd-boy, king and song-writer had […]Read more "Whatever"
There is something reassuring about the familiar. It can be familiar faces, places or routines. The familiar does not have to be boring. It can even be exciting. Our trip south takes us away from familiar. In moving to Tiree we left behind the familiar. Four years on and the island is the new familiar. […]Read more "The Familiar"
Tomorrow holds in store an appointment with the ‘Lord of the Isles’. On Monday morning we board the ferry bound for Oban. From there we travel to Glasgow and on to London. And what a memory to carry away with us. Sunday was indeed sun-day. Daylight hours were mostly a radiant blue. What is more […]Read more "Memorable"
The time was 3:00pm. The date was the 11th of November. The venue was the Memorial just off Pier Road. The occasion was the annual Act of Remembrance. The weather was dry. However by late afternoon it was cold. Thankfully there was no wind to speak about. This year the short service was led by […]Read more "Tiree Remembers"
The Passage of Tiree was like glass today. No wonder at 10:00am the wind speed was 1 mph. When the MV Clansman berthed at Tiree’s pier (11:05) the wind was 5 mph. Since coming to Tiree four years ago we have felt drawn to the pier. Most days we walk at least once or twice […]Read more "A Glassy Sea"
It’s Goodnight from Life on Tiree. It is a good night – a very pleasant evening. This morning’s rain passed over and the sun came out. This afternoon’s breeze dropped and the wind sock hangs limp. A casual glance out of our south facing window reveals two hares. They are sitting erect on the horizon, […]Read more "It’s Goodnight"