I will arise and go now

..... and go to Colonsay.

Hooray!  We've made it to the Inner Hebridean island of Colonsay again.  Our ferry journey on Wednesday was cancelled because of high seas, but we had a good crossing on Thursday, and although our holiday here will be six days instead of seven, it is blissful to be back in this wonderful place.

I am sure W B Yeats won't mind me pinching a little of his gentle poem 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree".  The spirit of the poem echoes this place.  I think he would have enjoyed the island as much as we do, and frankly, little change will have taken place since his day and ours.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

This is the joy of being here.  Peace.  Birdsong, the sound of water and the waves.  Yesterday we had sunshine, and today has dawned fair.  The weather forecast then becomes a little iffy, but we are here, and that's all that matters to me!

Starting with the locals, who came over here originally with the Spanish Armada! Slightly out of focus but I was a bit over excited to see them on the wooded slope opposite our cottage!  Ten of them, but they didn't stay long.

Red myrtles in the magical, overgrown outer gardens of Colonsay House.

For aficionados of the BBC Shipping Forecast!

Grey lag geese, coming in to land.

Kiloran Beach.  One of the best!

So good to be back!