A quick glance through the south facing wee windae at the bottom of the stairs this morning confirmed our plans to head out for a walk on the old drover’s road down the east side of Luing —
By the time we were ready to ramble two hours later the weather had changed and we did get rather wet during a wind driven shower at one point. Luckily one of the few trees on that side of the island gave us a bit of shelter and the following wind soon dried us out.
There hasn’t been a day go by that we haven’t seen our peregrine falcon in recent weeks. Early morning saw him checking out our bald hillock outside the bathroom window and we were only half an hour into our walk when he came cruising over the wild tops on the hunt for food —
giving us another another excuse – as if we needed one – to get the binoculars out.
The falcon didn’t get much further before he was mobbed by a gaggle of crows who were also enjoying the more sheltered side of Luing.
‘Hairy’ caterpillars were a common sight in the countryside when I was a boy but it must be many many years since I have seen one – so I was well pleased when H spotted this bonny lad —
We had our picnic lunch in the sun while watching storm clouds blowiing up Loch Melfort but with more rain coming up past Islay and Jura discretion took the place of valour —-
We let the cattle have the hilltops —
and made our way home dry —
calling in at Ardnimar anchorage on the way —
where my son keeps his rib —
It hasn’t done much this summer as it nestles in the brambles waiting for spare parts but there’s always next year. With autumn upon us the trees are being stripped of their leaves leaving most of them in our front porch and courtyard and as I blog the peregrine flew past our front window on it’s late afternoon patrol – a wild storm came from nowhere up the Sound of Luing and H clicked a rainbow over my shoulder —
It’s hard to keep up at times but I feel I’ve found my ‘pot of gold’ —
and all the more satisfying to sit quietly by the fire with a good book of an evening 🙂