The moon was dropping into the clouds over the Isle of Coll, as I got back from the school run.
We needed to go to the Ross of Mull today. It was not fantastically sunny or anything, the sky was not blue – but it was incredibly beautiful none the less.
The sea was mirror calm. The air was still. The roads were empty.
You could see for miles along Loch Na Keal, as far as Iona with the Treshnish Isles laid along the horizon towards Treshnish like crumpled ribbons.
The beach (at Uisken) was deserted until a fisherman appeared in his bright yellow wellies. We had our first picnic of the year, and walked on the beach there for the first time in years.
It was a wonderful day.