All part of the story

By Treshnish

Clothes pegs at sundown

A day out for me. A ferry ride to Lochaline, foot passenger, mask on and card payments only.  Perfect sunshine, flat calm and skies so blue.  My friend met me at the ferry and we drove to the cottage, drank coffee and had a delicious lunch.

Afterwards we walked along a dusty farm track, alongside the sparkling blue sea. Beside turf topped stone dykes, under shady trees, in summer air heavy with warm scent of cow dung mingled with Bracken and Meadowsweet.

An old steading, cobbled courtyard and slate rooved, still in use. Pigeon in the window. (extra)

On the way back, we spotted a Fox standing in the middle of the track looking back at us. A young one. I haven’t seen a Fox (other than roadkill) for 15 years - there are no foxes on Mull.  

Later a cup of homegrown verveine tea sitting outside the cottage overlooking the sea loch in the full hot sun, then a dash for the ferry and a hasty farewell. Hopefully not 5 months until the next time we see each other.

On the return crossing I wasn’t allowed on the top deck, instead sat indoors on one of the few seats without a sign saying not in service. And then home via the shop.

Tonight we went to RMs to see the boat. (I will tell the story of the boat another time, it’s worth telling)  We looked at the boat, admired R’s handiwork, sat on straw bales in the still warm evening sun, chatting and eating until it got dark and cool. Eventually drove home in the moonlight at 1 in the morning.  A most excellent relaxing evening. First time we’ve been ‘out’ in nearly 5 months!

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