Low Tide (C) 2014 by Debi Bradford
We took a ferry from Oban to Craignure, Isle of Mull.
It was another dreich day, meaning grey and rainy.
Dreich is pronounced “dreek.”
One of the first words we learned there and one we used often.
For often it was dreich.
Moss and Seaweed (C) 2014 by Debi Bradford
We loaded onto the coach, which drove us all the way across the Isle of Mull to Fionnphort.
There we caught another ferry to the Isle of Iona.
Rainy Day in Mull (C) 2014 by Debi Bradford
Our coach driver was on a tight timetable. Ferry to ferry transfers – four in one day.
Additionally, portage of 26 souls through a very long route on Mull that is mostly one lane with pass-bys for oncoming traffic.
If I saw a coach coming off in the distance I would let it pass by, too.
Farming Scotland Style (C) 2014 by Debi Bradford
We passed mountains and glens, lochs with lobster/fish/oyster farming.
I was glad my skills had been honed in Death Valley doing through-the-window shots.
I did this a lot in Scotland.
If I may be frank, they’re my favorite images because they remind me of the beautiful countryside.
I can FEEL Scotland with each viewing.
Remember the feeling, the happiness, the warmth despite the dreich.
Or maybe because of it.