All the birds of the air

Considering that birds are an integral part daily life at Ardivachar they rarely feature in my accounts of island life. After a lifetime of watching birds the fascination has not faded but I prefer to watch rather than be distracted by trying to capture their magic with a camera. They rarely inspire my literary muse… Continue reading All the birds of the air

Sky Dancing

It is still too cold to do any gardening that does not involve some fairly vigorous exercise - digging up creeping buttercup (pernicious weed and bane of my life) fits the bill. Stretching to ease my aching back it is easy to spend a few minutes watching the ravens tumble and roll their hoarse cronk… Continue reading Sky Dancing