Yesterday NTS and I visited the famed Eilean Donan castle. While you may not recognise the name, you may be more familiar with the castle’s image than you expect, as it’s been used in a number of films, including The World is Not Enough, Elizabeth: The Golden Age, and Highlander. I suppose that would account for the adverts:
Much of our stay on the island so far has consisted of me squealing, ‘ooh, blackberries!’ and NTS having to pull over/stop until I have picked my fill. It’s not every day that a girl walks down the street and sees blackberries hanging ripe and waiting to be picked. It would just be wrong to pass all of them by. I compromise by only stopping for the juiciest, ripest-looking ones. I even share. Sometimes.
Then I took a shot at nature photography. The biggest challenge is getting the colors right; because of the often grey light, they often end up looking washed out. These next two are two of my favourites.
The hill we climbed outside of Plockton was topped with two surprising developments: a cow and a number of sea shells. The shells clustered around large rocks, so I suspect the gulls used the rocks as really heavy lobster picks.
NTS and I have had to adjust our understanding of orthography since coming to Scotland. Unlike in Boston, we actually get to pronounce our ‘R’ where it’s written! Say it with me now: Parrrk yer coo in Harrrvarrrd Yarrrrd.
*When I realised that Kyleakin was entirely on the wrong side of the bridge to be the charming town I once passed an afternoon in, NTS and I pored through the guidebook looking for clues. When I saw the sentence about palm trees growing up and down the main street, I knew I had my
man town. (Mind, this was before we got an internet connection, so I was forced to do things by hand. Which reminds me of that story that I always promise to tell you, but never do. And that, kids, is how I met your mother.)