Well, dawn is a little after nine o'clock these mornings, though the winter solstice has almost arrived, but it has been wonderful to see the rosy fingers at the horizon with a turquoise blue above it and high in the sky the planet Mars.
The pictures are of the New Pier at Moclett Bay where, Jim tells me, pilgrims would land on their way to St Tredwell's chapel at the side of the loch.
The last few days have all been sunny and bright with hardly any wind, and that will surely change in the next day or two. Rosemary flew off to do some shoppping in Kirkwall this morning, Josephine and I wandered off up to the shop ...
...met a trainee GP on the island whose husband did philosophy at Liverpool in the early nineties ...
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