The loch shows an infinite variety of faces as the light hits it on different days.
Lucky used to be a stray girl but has now found her new identity as a Donich Lodge boy (the vet discovered he was male when we took “her” to be spayed). He would ask you to respect his new pronouns.
The high mountain pass over the Rest and be Thankful is the main route out of the village. Here it is in winter.
Spring sky over the mountain tops.
Sunset from our front door step.
A misty moon over the mountains as darkness falls.
View over towards the loch from near the summit of Cnoc Coinnich.
A rainbow appears in a clear interval between showers.
Lochgoilhead in the distance on a clear spring morning.
As the year turns, the mountains are white on most days.
Looking across the loch from the village, clouds form a band across the hills.
Tora and Schrodi our snow Bengal brothers used to live here. RIP both of you
A dragonfly pauses for a rest by the side of our pond.
The weather here can be appalling. Here gales and torrential rain have blocked one of the village’s few roads.
The colours on the mountains fade to muted browns as autumn approaches.
The Donich Water in one of its kinder moods as it runs through our garden.
One of a myriad insects pollinating our heather.
A group of wild haggis have made a den down by the river.
Our new Highland Tiger Saphy prowling her territory. She is a demon for the wildlife with her specialized prey item being shrews. She is not adverse to mice, voles or birds however.
This is Amber aka as Bramble. She is big, black, rather podgy and a bit of a scaredy cat. We had her cloned shortly after she arrived.
Although we don’t get much snow at loch level, the higher mountains are covered for five months or so of the year
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Firstly – I strongly dislike the modern tendency to use male terms to describe women. For example, I would never refer to a female thespian as an “actor”. To me this is all part of an erosion of women’s place in society – but I won’t get started on that in case I annoy R […]
I just got a new credit card. R and I had been after a card that gave us airmiles, as with his conferences he is stacking up quite a lot of them. If we can get £12000 purchases on it, our new BA Amex lets us get a “Companion voucher” which basically means two tickets […]
The above is our new recumbent exercise bike (a Schwinn – hence the joke!) – another attempt by me to keep fit without putting too much stress on my foot. R gets an allowance from his employers each month to pay for fitness related things – so this will be going towards paying for it. […]
Cats don’t greatly like organised exercise and strongly object to other people partaking of it. The girls did an occupation of the bed I use for leg exercises as a protest and stopped me from doing them. That’s my story and I am sticking to it.
Nothing by my former standard, but I walked with R all the way to Inveronich house which was the furthest I have been on the reconstructed foot as yet. It was fine, but although I am now only using one crutch in the house, I took both outside because it is very rough under foot. […]
R went out on his nightly mission to put peanuts out for “the creatures”. But one of the creatures had forestalled him, had knocked the lid off the galvanized bin we use to store the nuts and was happily guzzling away. It was a pine marten! When it saw R, it went away and hid […]
The waterworks upgrade is progressing at pace. All the trees that Jack Ewing had planted nearly 20 years ago have been cut down which is very sad. I know the work has to be done, but they could have gone to more effort to preserve the trees. They have promised to put them back – […]
R took this photo of the garden which is looking lovely if a little scruffy. At least I can go outside and appreciate it now, although I can’t make it across the rough ground to the bluebell wood yet. The bluebells are out, however, and I am going to send R on a mission to […]
I’m not a massive chocolate fan and in fact I positively dislike cheap “kiddy style” milk and white chocolate. By which I mean most British chocolate like dairy milk etc. What I do like, is 85% dark chocolate, and after lunch every day, I have a few squares with my coffee. R likes the sort […]
