Winter on Islay

We woke up to a hard frost A peppering of snow on the Paps and brilliant sunshine. Days like these. It is good for the soul, especially in these strange times. Running through hard frosty fields, dogs in tow, and the Hebridean sheep do not blink an eye as we pass. They are used to [...]

All things Tartan

It has been a time of the most beautiful strawberry lemony skies Capturing the final hours of daylight with the last rays of the setting sun painting the landscape with golden, pink hues. Underfoot the rugged peaty ground frozen solid. The wild grasses coated in frost. In the distance the pink and lilac snow-clad mountains [...]