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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The more innocent readers may not get the reference in the title (don’t worry about it Mum)….. Anyway – these two squirrels were very funny. We have a new peanut feeder that they have had a bit of difficulty getting used to but finally seemed to have mastered. It is a deal bigger than the […]
My sister-in-law V is getting married next month and I have volunteered to make the wedding cake. This is a bit of a challenge, because not only is V a vegan, but her fiancé A doesn’t eat carbohydrate. Try as I might, I cannot create anything which has any resemblance to a proper cake and […]
R and I went to climb Cnoc Coinnich again today as R hasn’t been up there since it ‘became’ a Corbett. Unfortunately, the weather, which had supposed to be ok until lunchtime, was decidedly not ok, and by the time we were at 500m the clag had come down and the wind had come up […]
After ‘panicking’ because someone was poaching all the brambles, the season got into full swing this week and there are actually so many now that twenty people could go at them without making a serious dent. It is really a shame because I have now made 18 small jars of jelly, have processed and frozen […]
There are a lot of brambles (blackberries to southerners) around this area, and every year I make jelly from them, plus freeze several boxes for use over the year in assorted pies, crumbles etc. In previous years no one else seemed to have come after them much, with the exception of one elderly gentleman who […]
We’ll be sorted against any witchcraft activity here this year – I have never seen anything like the rowan trees around the village. They are dripping with berries, to the extent that some of the branches are dragging down to the ground with the weight. I’ve never made any use of them in cooking myself, […]
Well thank goodness that is all the excitement over with for the time being. Between work, new floors, visitors and R being away it has been chaotic here of late. So it was nice to have people, but also nice to get back to normal. I’m also going to do another “Clean” for the next […]
I’ve been frantically busy over the past week. Firstly we were having the carpet in the hall replaced with wood flooring. The sales guy told us it would take “two days at most” but when the men turned up to install it, turned out that they thought it would take five. So I was all […]
In the rather turgid “A la Recherche du Temps Perdu” by Proust, the narrator dips a madeleine into a cup of tea and the smell and taste bring back a vivid memory of his childhood. I had a similar experience with a pie the other day (luckily it only has inspired me to write a […]
This is not as rude as it sounds but refers to our walk this afternoon when we climbed “Cruach Nam Miseag” – rocky hill of the Nanny Goat. This is the one next to Beinn Bheula, and isn’t high enough to rate even as a Graham. Nonetheless I have often thought it would make a […]
