Life at the end of the road

August 6, 2020

A ‘Lockdown’ summer

Filed under: animals, daily doings — Tags: , , — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 5:33 pm

Well I left you at the end of May and a bonny spring,

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the Portree Lifeboat was still doing its Monday evening drills, the days were stretching and twilights awesome.


That’ll be the RNLB Stanley Watson Barker off The Ard in Loch Arnish, The sun going down behind Skye and a fiery vista from my kitchen of the hills behind Staffin.



Loch Arnish lost in cloud with the Storr behind and a scallop just about to join the others in the bag.

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Aye, young Camilli and I had a great time and ate well.

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The Old Man of Storr taken from Glen Varagil on Skye and three hinds with a young stag at Tarbert. That’ll be him on the right, taken on June 3rd, I saw him last night in the same place with the same hinds. His antlers are developing a lovely spread and still covered in velvet.

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Three ‘kitchen sunsets’ taken within ten minutes of each other around 21:30 on the 12th June.

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And two days later at around the same time, it’s no wonder I don’t watch TV hey Smile

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These will be just after 21:00 on the 15th,


the golden glow on my Klimt being far better than anything on Netflix Smile

To be sure, May and June provide some awesome evenings but June can also be guilty of leaving the North End shrouded in mist all day whilst the southern mist burns off with the sun.

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The 18th was such a day with Arnish having no sun, wind or solar power and the Raasay Narrows burning off nicely as the morning wore on.

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The wagtails who had laboured over their chicks under the egg poacher had the nest raided and my son turned 21 around midsummer. I’ve all but given up drinking for over a year now but just had to have a large dram of the 21YO single malt with him . It was everything they said it was in the blurb and we really enjoyed it.


Despite losing their chicks the wee wagtails are still here as June draws to a close but I’ll leave you for now. I’m back at work, two days into my fortnight on after spending a few days in Girvan. By the time I get home, feed the pigs, eat one of Ross Camilli’s excellent creations and sit down again it’ll be 21:00 and my bed time.

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