Walking through the glens and hills, we meet other walkers who love being here. The purity, the solitude, the wind moving through the pine. It’s as if their branches are opening wide to greet us with a warm welcome.
It is the day after the funeral of our much loved vet. The family asked anyone who wants to say goodbye to wear something blue.
Climbing the trail towards the Lairig Ghru we are greeted by a sweet and powerful smell of honey. We’ve been walking for an hour with the sun on our backs when Eivor suddenly stops. He looks up at the billowing clouds, then looks at us, his nose twitching to the right. We know what this means and give him a gentle pat before turning back.
autumn equinox a changing sky lights up the heather
The crowds have left the beaches and a new calm returns. We are grateful the sand remains as pure and clean as we found it in our lockdown days. The rising sun takes the edge of the sharp wind that blows in from the North. As Eivor chases a yellow ball, we reflect how all that’s gone before has brought us to this moment.
new coolness even in circles the path remains a path
Kristjaan at Carpe Diem has invited us to create a Tan Renga with the given haiku by Kyoshi Takahama (1874-1958). A Tan Renga is a short, chained poem written by two poets. It looks very similar to a Tanka, but a Tanka is written by one poet.
We wish you all a happy Monday and a blessed week ahead,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/2.8 – 1/160 s – ISO 100, f/2.8 – 1/250 s – ISO 160 and f/2.8 – 1/200 s – ISO 100.
The sea retreats as the sun rises, leaving ripples in sand and glittering water. It’s great to be back on the beach. Pearl runs after balls and catches them mid-air. Eivor walks more quietly and gazes past the headland. We both rest our eyes on the mountains and hear a gentle voice saying Stay, stay a little longer.
august moon walking through tidal pools a star follows