I know we are not alone in experiencing some strange weather for this time of year. Apparently there has been snow in upstate New York and frosts in Virginia. We have been experiencing less that perfect weather here in this corner of the world. We've had rain and sleet and temperatures in the 30s (Fahrenheit). Not what you would hope for or expect this time of year. We made a trip to Skye on Thursday of this past week and it was a horrible day. It was lovely to be on Skye, but the rain and drizzle were ridiculous. We have heard tales of people driving through three seasons on their way around the north of Scotland. Spring and summer are long overdue. Unfortunately, the cold and rain will not keep the midges at bay. I've been informed that the cold and rain, because it hasn't been cold enough, will mean the midges will be as bad this year as any. Oh well.
Today we had rain and sun, which means we had rainbows. I love the rainbows up here. Like the sky itself, the rainbows are so much bigger than those I remember back in the States. They seems broader and brighter. This evening there was even one that was dipping its toes into the sea. I used to be awe-struck by rainbows because I saw them so infrequently. Up here, they are part of nearly every day. But I hope I won't ever take them for granted. Such a beautiful phenomenon should never be taken for granted. They are far too lovely to dismiss as every day.
The nights are longer now. It is now 10:55 pm and it isn't dark yet. It is not light by any means, but it is definitely not dark. I can still see the silhouettes of the hills and the sheep on the field next to us. The lambs have been scurrying about today, leaping and jumping, enjoying the sunshine when it was here and cuddling next to their mothers when the rain put in an appearance. We hear them in the morning, baa-ing happily with the light of day. But then, the light of day starts about 3:45am. This 'highland wake-up call' may be charming, but it is far too early.
Tonight, before the sun set, the light on the hills and the houses in the distance was beautiful - rich and deep. The photograph below was taken at 9:45pm. I often think about the theatre group I belonged to back home. The theatre is outdoors in a grove of oaks (hence called Oak Grove) and shows during the summer don't start until 8:45 so that it is dark enough for the lighting to be effective. If there were an outdoor theatre here, the shows wouldn't be able to start until after 10pm.
|Nearly 10 pm!|
We were supposed to take part in markets in Torridon this summer but may have to pull back on those. Chris has been dealing with some fairly serious health issues lately. We are still working with the doctors to try to find the source of the problems. While we are sure it is nothing sinister, it hasn't been proved that it's not. So, we continue with Chris having all sorts of tests and scans in hopes of discovering the problem and then how to treat it. At least he is enjoying his photography again. That means a lot.
So, there you have it. The latest from the little house on the loch. Hope this finds all of you well and I hope it finds all of us slowly thawing out and enjoying warmer weather.