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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Aug 18th, 2019

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Two mice, one vole, one slug

This was Tora’s tally for last night. Both the mice were half eaten. The slug was the sole escapee. When I woke up at four am I saw it in the office door. It looked dead to me and with my still somewhat sore foot I didn’t want to struggle to the front door to […]

Aug 14th, 2019

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The tyranny of the fruit tree

I have worked my fingers to the bone over our plum tree this year. So far I have made 35 jars of jam 2 pies 3 crumbles Happily our local Church have taken most of the jam, our courier driver has taken a crumble and one jar of jam, and my parents have taken four […]

Aug 10th, 2019

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Nasty accident

I went out to feed the badgers late in the evening two days ago. It had been raining (as ever) and because the siskins make such a mess of the feeding area, the stones were really slippy. To cut a long story short I went arse over tit and have sprained my ankle. R is […]

Aug 7th, 2019

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Too much stuff

Not in the six years I have lived here have I seen fruit like this. I’ve made 20 jars of plum jam already, and this is nothing on what is left on the plum tree or the millions of apples there are which will be ripe in a week or so. I’ve no idea what […]

Aug 4th, 2019

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Jays, Seagulls and salmon sandwiches

We had a picnic yesterday which involved salmon sandwiches. Tora our one surviving cat was present and as an obligate carnivore devoured the contents of several salmon sandwiches, leaving the bread. I put this out on the feeding stone and shortly afterwards it was consumed by jays and seagulls. These jays are losing popularity with […]

Aug 3rd, 2019

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Loch Swim

Well I managed the loch swim. It was not the easiest thing I have ever done, but not the most difficult either (that would have been climbing Teide). There were six of us doing it and every one apart from me seemed to be wearing a wet suit and/or have a floatation device. Not sure […]

Aug 1st, 2019

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Plums and Flowers

The plum tree is loaded this year. Unfortunately just as they get ripe they are being attacked by something – I think the same jays as ate all the cherries. I am picking them as I can and will make them into jam but it is a shame as my father likes to eat them. […]

Jul 30th, 2019

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Willow Tea Rooms

I had a rather mixed day yesterday. I was meeting my Mum, N and J to go to the newly set up “Mackintosh at the Willow” Tearooms in Sauchiehall Street. These are in the location of the original tearooms designed by Charles Rennie Mackintosh for Miss Cranston. Firstly the A83 was as bad as I […]

Jul 28th, 2019

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Cheese Souffle

I seemed to have an excess of eggs this week, so I made cheese souffle for lunch. This will annoy my Mum as it is her all time favourite. I will need to stop using the recipe I have for it though. It comes from a book which I won as a school prize in […]