A Winter’s Tale

A Winter’s Tale of a beautiful winter’s day on the Isle of Tiree.
Wintry weather came late to the island this year.
Even today it has been so mild and still.

A beautiful wintry sunrise over the Scarinish Headland
A beautiful wintry sunrise over the Scarinish Headland

No wind blowing round the house or lifting the slates.
No hail playing a tune on the windows or roof.
No wild waves or white horses.
Just calm – still.

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This morning marked the return of a colourful sunrise.
It did not last very long, but it was so uplifting.
It was a topic for later conversation.

The Rum Cuillin from the Pier at Gott Bay
The Rum Cuillin from the Pier at Gott Bay

When Saturday morning’s ferry berthed
the crew did not have to contend with wind or waves
for there no swell arising from this week’s wild weather.

The MV Clansman passing the waiting traffic
The MV Clansman passing the waiting traffic

Our walk that followed the Clansman’s departure was so relaxed.
There was no pressing into a cold, powerful headwind.
It was pleasantly warm and still.

The Clansman slowly pulls away from the pier - with the flag for her funnel pointing in the wrong direction!
The Clansman slowly pulls away from the pier – with the ‘clag’ for her funnel pointing in the wrong direction!

The sun was out but so were the clouds.
The latter only added to the drama of sky and sea.
The sun was playing hide and seek behind the clouds.
It was sheer pleasure watching the rays streaming across sky and sea.

The noonday sun over the Passage of Tiree
The noonday sun over the Passage of Tiree

The climax of the day for us was our visit to Balemartine in the afternoon.
Perhaps the most photographed cattle on Tiree were in their field.
What was so exciting was to see one mum and her new bull calf.

Always willing to pose for a photograph
Always willing to pose for a photograph

The calf in question was not even 24 hours old.
Mum and babe were in the post natal ward —
A small cattle shed.

He was a right ‘Wee Highlander’.
Mum was encouraging him to feed.
At last he seemed to get the whole idea.
Finished for the moment he raised his tail.

So that's where you go.
So that’s where you go.

Finally, we had occasion to visit Balephuil.
The timing could not have been much better.
The golden sun was sinking over the western waters.
What a cracker of a winter’s day here on the Isle of Tiree.

The sun about to set over western waters
The sun about to set over western waters

This is ‘Life on Tiree’ relating the tale of a Wee Highlander and his tail.

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