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"
It is Thursday. A decision has to be made. Where shall we walk this afternoon? Let’s climb Beinn Hough but where shall we start? Looking back on it, we made the right decision: Park one car at Balevullin and the other at Hough. Climb Beinn Mhurstat first and then Beinn Hough itself. The early morning […]Read more "The Orchid Way"
Intoxicating! Magnificent! Unbelievable! On the Isle of Tiree you run out of superlatives. It is so refreshing to have visitors to stay. It is interesting to see the island through their eyes. It is enlightening to hear their comments about Tiree. We had various responsibilities in the afternoon. So, in the morning we made the most […]Read more "Intoxicating"
It really feels as if Tiree has woken up. (Not that the island was ever really asleep.) The weekend ferries have been extremely busy. The birds are singing and the machair is awakening. Out and about you are conscious of birdsong. Walking or driving you sense colour returning to the island. When the sun shines […]Read more "Awakening"
Look Up! Look Down! Look Out! Look Around! Take a good look all around! Look Up! Stepping out this morning the first thing that caught my attention were the cloud formations high in the sky above. The first observation were the clouds behind the memorial in Pier Road. The whole day has been characterised by warm […]Read more "Look Out!"
Mrs Life-on-Tiree had a responsibility in Baugh. (Baugh we have come to appreciate is pronounced ‘Bag’.) So, the opportunity was taken to walk along Tràigh Bhàigh. Once again it was a beautiful sunny day. It felt warm as there was hardly a breath of wind. Unusually the waves were not roaring in like an express train. […]Read more "Bag A Beach"
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 […]Read more "A Splash of Colour"