A sunny Sunday walk

I promise I am not gloating because my heart goes out to those parts of Britain where the weather is diabolical this weekend, but we have had a beautiful day today. Lots of sunshine and as I write, a delicate and pretty sunset.

Tilly and I went to Ravensheugh Sands today. It is my favourite beach. It was looking magnificent and the waves were wonderful. I can't resist them so I am sorry but there are more photos of waves. But, hey, this is the running wave!

There are some great rock formations around the small headland at the eastern end of the beach. There is some wonderful colour in the rocks and also in the lichens. I pulled a little cube of red out of the rock face below, at the same time very conscious of the fact it had been there for millions of years. I felt like a bit of a vandal. The colour is intense and I want to see if I can draw with it, without tearing the paper to shreds!

There is a handsome steading building by the parking area for Tyninghame Links and Ravensheugh beach. It has been for sale for years and is slowly sinking into sad disrepair. The fabric of the building is red sandstone, which has been used a lot throughout farms buildings and villages in this part of the world. It is a glorious colour and glows warmly in the sunshine.

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In a vase on Monday - colour

The intense colours in my vase this week come from nasturtiums, sweetpeas and a single glorious zinnia! Their beauty and love of life speak for themselves and need no further words from me! Enjoy!

Colonsay postcards - on arrival

The first thing I do, once we have unpacked our car, which has been groaning with all the stuff we need for a week's stay in the holiday cottage, is head for the outer gardens of Colonsay House. It is a place of wonder for me! I particularly love the leaves of the giant rhododendrons. There are many different varieties, all planted in the early 1930s. The outer gardens are generally overgrown, having had little tending over the decades. That makes them even more magical! The old woodmill falls apart a little more every year, but that's fine by me because I love corrugated iron and especially if it's rusted! And of course the bees. Colonsay's beekeeper, Andrew Abrahams, has one of his apiaries on the edge of the pine wood. So lovely - the hum of busy bees and the heady smell of the pines. We are here - finally! Delayed by four months by the wretched virus, but now I am on holiday! Hooray!

Found items IAVOM

I am on holiday on the Inner Hebridean island of Colonsay. It is my happy place. Thoughts of Colonsay rattle around in my head each and every day I am not here! I haven't got a vase to share this week but some lovely things I have found over the past few days, which are just as beautiful as a vase of flowers! I hope you agree! Here are some leaves of giant rhododendrons, growing in the outer gardens of Colonsay House. Some skeleton leaves of magnolia. The dried stem of a kelp seaweed. A couple of conkers (can never resist those!), and a branch heavily populated by a number of lichens. The air on Colonsay is so clean that lichens flourish here!

the running wave

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