This opportunity is not to be missed! Take advantage of this rare offer and you will not be disappointed. Another piece of spam for the junk mail folder? Not at all, the promise of a dry, sunny and calm Christmas Day from the weather forecast.
As the rosy fingers of dawn caressed the Beinns, there were no dark squally clouds brooding on the horizon just the merest etching of frost on the grass and a smear of ice across the puddles. As the sun rose the landscape absorbed the golden glow of the sun’s rays and the moors were transformed into a sumptuous tapestry.
Not a breath of wind to rustle the reeds or the whistle of a wigeon to disturb the reflections of the hills in the loch. Deep silence, a moment frozen in time to enjoy the stillness and appreciate the beauty of the landscape warmed by a winter sun.
Christmas morning drifts on, no presents to unwrap, just nature’s gifts to enjoy. As the sun climbs into a blue sky it is time to move south.
The ferry terminal on Eriskay is deserted, there will be no trip to Barra today. So we sit on the rocks like castaways wondering if there will be any footprints on Charlie’s Beach today apart from ours. It is time for the Christmas Day picnic. The venue may change but it has to include either Christmas cake or mince pies. It might not be Christmas lunch will all the trimmings, but for the croft gardeners this is perfection.