Reminder


Just in case it's slipped your attention the leaves are turning from green to multihue, the wild geese are filled with the need to fly high in vociferous vee formation, heading far away, and words like Keats' Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness come readily to mind.

And soon enough the first snows will bless our Highland world again. A different kind of beauty, those white capped hills - and ditto humans, some might say! Anyway this is what it looked like last winter, just to remind us. Only the top half of our little croift house can be seen

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