On Monday we had to visit someone living at Hough.
Our return journey brought us back via Crossapol.
We wanted to photograph some lambs.
A picture for the grandchildren!
En route we just had to stop at Cornaig.
The daffodils by the Millhouse Hostel were eye catching.
We were spoilt for colour – blue sky, green grass and yellow daffs.
At Crossapol we stopped at Tiree’s Adventure Park.
Sadly there was insufficient time to go in and play.
We had an urgent commission to fulfil.
We had to photograph the park.
More on that later.
Across the road the view was of Ben More on Mull.
Tiree’s Play Park is a park with a view.
Closer to home at Scarinish what a splash of colour.
With the sun beginning to sink it added to the theatre.
Wave after wave rolled up the beach or crashed on the rocks.
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At times you have to tear yourself away.
The sight and the sound of the waves can be mesmerising.
Sometimes it just a gentle lapping and at other times it is so powerful.
What it is to have the time just to sit there and appreciate the view.
To have your meal so close to hand.
And just to gaze and to think.
“It’s Ben More over there and the Dutchman’s Cap.”
“Mark you it’s not always this blue!”
I’ve got my eye on ewe(you).
This is the ‘Life on Tiree’.