On Tuesday (is it really Thursday already?) we ('we' being Anna - a friend who had been staying - and I) drove down from Eagleton to Bishopbriggs. We came via Skye and the Western Highlands and it was a beautiful drive. Until, that is, night closed in as we left Fort William. For me it was a foretaste of something I've not experienced since 2005: driving with temperatures around zero and the threat of ice on the roads. The car is getting shod with winter tyres tomorrow.
It's great being down here are catching up with folk, shopping, going to a concert and the theatre and so on. In theory I should have just as much time for Blogland but I've hardly read a blog this week. I also miss the Big Skies which you just don't get in towns and cities. This is the sunrise a few days before I left:
As we left the little township of Tarbert on Harris to cross to Skye I left a little bit (quite a lot actually) of 'me' there.
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| Boarding the ferry MV Hebridean Isles |
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| Tarbert is on an isthmus between North and South Harris |
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| The barren landscape of Harris made even more rich and brown in the low sun of winter. |
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| The splendid bridge between the mainland of Harris and the small island of Scalpay |
