It was an illustration of the art of flight. Our walk along Gott Bay was a vivid demonstration. The birds overhead scored higher than the kite surfers in the water. Gott Bay contains Tiree’s Big Beach. In Gaelic the beach is known as Tràigh Mhòr. The afternoon’s low tide emphasised the sheer expanse of sand. Out in […]Read more "The Art of Flight"
Dark skies prevailed on Saturday morning. Our guests were unperturbed and undeterred. They chose to visit Milton before going on to Salum. They returned enthusing over the dramatic scene before them. The scene they captured was like a black and white photograph. How different the afternoon. We arrived at the Farmhouse Cafe in warm sunshine. […]Read more "A Fresh Perspective"
Come fly with me over Tiree. This morning we fly over Baugh Beach. What a transformation from the previous evening. Baugh Beach – yesterday and today. Yesterday evening the sky was inky black and the sea green. This morning the sky was blue and the sea various shades of blue. There is still a strong wind […]Read more "‘Come Fly With Me’"
It has been a day of fitting the various pieces of the Jigsaw together. Under CalMac’s Summer Timetable Friday is an early sailing. I had been asked to keep a look out for a house arriving. There was uncertainty over the day. – Either Friday or Saturday – “Walk or take the car?” It wasn’t pouring […]Read more "Jigsaw Pieces"
The Easter holiday brought many visitors to the island. Some came by plane but the majority came by ferry. The visitors we have in mind flew in. Over the winter months we had our regulars in the garden. They were primarily starlings and pigeons. Regulars are always welcome. However the variety and number of visitors has […]Read more "Welcome Visitors"