The start of our third year on the Isle of Tiree has typically been characterised by an awareness of sun, sea and sky. Sun or perhaps the lack of it! Like most of Scotland, Tiree has suffered a cold, damp summer. Since our return home this year’s norm has continued with sunshine, heavy showers and a strong breeze.
A trip to Ruaig brought both excitement and disappointment. Excitement as we watched a kite surfer in action as he leapt from the waves into the sky and safely returned. Disappointment at not carrying my camera in the car. No matter how good the camera on the mobile phone might be, it was not up to the job.
The Church of Scotland minister, Elspeth MacLean celebrated her 60th birthday by inviting everyone on the island to a Ceilidh in An Talla. With music by the highly talented ‘Dun Mor’ it was exhilarating watching both musicians and dancers. Yet, once again there was a sense of disappointment – I was born with two left feet and a deficient sense of rhythm. To the purists my attempts at the Gay Gordon’ must have been excruciatingly painful. To others it perhaps brought laughter to their faces. As I watched others throw themselves into the fast moving dances with great skill and energy, I was reminded of the cry of Burn’s Tam o’ Shanter, “Weel done, Cutty Sark!” Not that there was anyone on the floor dressed only in a cutty sark – a short shirt. In spite of inviting everyone to the ceilidh, Elspeth seems to have been quite shocked at the realisation that she was 60.
As we left An Talla close to midnight the the almost full moon was reflecting on the waters of Hynish Bay.
With the full moon only a day away (29/08/2015) the high tide today has been impressive. The Machair has lost its brilliance but it is still rich in flowers and fungi so the daily walk becomes a nature watch. Our daily constitutional generally includes the Old Harbour at Scarinish and out to the dumpy lighthouse and thankfully the trusty camera came along too today. More often it is not the same boats, but it is an ever changing vista.