Who’s been walking on my beach?

Year of Natural Scotland - Winter Treasure Hunt I have always loved the seaside in winter and on crisp sunny mornings I need no encouragement to abandon the domestic chores and take a walk on Ardivachar beach. Perfect for a solitary meander, watching the wading birds feeding along the tide edge and scanning the horizon… Continue reading Who’s been walking on my beach?

“Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,”

For the last three days Zyphrus has roared and the horses of Poisedon have reared over the reef as the tempest raged............ A full-blown North Atlantic gale is best described as a tempest stirred by the wrath of the gods. On the headland the storm force winds have a deep bass roar and as the… Continue reading “Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,”