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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My friend J and I went for a day out in Helensburgh earlier this week. The weather was brilliant, and after we had had lunch at Cattle and Creel (very good food BTW) and I had had my hair cut, we reconvened in the Clyde Bar on the seafront. This didn’t look that salubrious from […]
My Mum has related to me the story of what happened during the Clydebank/Dumbarton blitz. This always seems to me to get missed out of the story of the Second World War suffering of civilians, with all the emphasis being on London, Coventry etc. Anyway, the story is that on 9th May 1941 my Mum’s […]
The weather here for the last week has been so warm and sunny I can hardly believe it. Certainly nothing like the Argyll we are used to. For me it is too hot though, and I did notice yesterday afternoon that our friends the midgies were starting to turn up. Having said this – the […]
We seem to have two Roe Deer more or less permanently living in the garden now. Last night one of them was disappearing into our Pieris and I saw Schrodi with fluffed up tail rushing out to encounter it. When he got about 2m away it must have suddenly occurred to him that the deer […]
I have to say I think that this “Britain’s Best Cooks” Show is a bit of a nonsense – much as I like Mary Berry and cookery programs in general. How can you conceivably select ten cooks that are supposed to be the best in the country, but where they don’t know how to make […]
R and I were laying some gravel today in an attempt to resolve a problem with drainage around our bird feeding area. I suddenly noticed a queen honey bee sitting on one of the packets of gravel. She was obviously exhausted and looked on her last legs. I read somewhere that at this time of […]
I have a rather nice (toy) hedgehog called Mr Prickles that my Mum bought me for Christmas a couple of years ago. Normally he lives in a box full of wood shavings on the spare room bed, but he had a bit of a problem the other day. I have mentioned that Tora enjoys an […]
Not many entries recently as have been totally rushed off my feet preparing for our security conference in Glasgow. Basically after a week of non-stop packing bags and icing a huge cake (remind me the next time I want to try it that making a cake for 300 people containing kilos of butter and 60 […]
Much against my will, I am in Edinburgh doing testing on site this week. It is a nice company and Edinburgh is a beautiful city, but I miss my home, my husband, my cats, the creatures and the wilderness (not necessarily in that order). I walked up to the top of Arthur’s seat last night. […]
I’m informed I did not give sufficient prominence to one of the eggs in the painting competition. So here is Cartman in all his glory with apologies for not having sufficiently respected his authoritah… I also found the picture of the Easter table laid out for lunch which R took.
