Spring in Glen Massan

The ferries were off again. The service in the Cathedral of The Isles on Cumbrae was going ahead without us. We had decided not to try our luck by going on the morning, lest we were to be marooned. All a bit dismal, really.

And then we went for a walk. Glen Massan was miraculously sheltered from the wearying winds. It was peaceful - and freezing. There were these marvellous mini-cornices on the river bank. It cheered us up - a compensation for the inconvenience of living here.