Tuesday, 30 September 2014
Monday, 29 September 2014
The location of the new standing stone is shown on a map here.
Sunday, 28 September 2014
The summit is approached by a series of knolls, each separated by a scattering of pine trees. As we came to one of them we saw the only serious wildlife of the day, a red deer hind feeding at the edge of the trees.
As we came down the hill there may have been some sense of achievement at having succeeded at the second attempt at reaching the summit, but it's not a hill we'll hurry back to.
Saturday, 27 September 2014
Friday, 26 September 2014
At this time of year the fungi are coming into their own, but it's rare to find no less than four different species all within a space of the two square metre sheep-cropped area along the side of the tarmac. The one that caught our eye was this bright yellow one, which may be a yellow wax cap.
Thursday, 25 September 2014
As with many of the damselflies, the female is a distinct colour from the male It was also noticeable that the females lack the males' startling blue eyes. Along the banks of Loch Caorach there were far more males than females, which led to some lively competitive flying.
Wednesday, 24 September 2014
From the Sanna road, the approach along the southwest face of the ridge is across open, grassy, rolling hills with scattered outcrops of gabbroic rocks, but....
Tuesday, 23 September 2014
Monday, 22 September 2014
In this case, we weren't immediately behind him so couldn't do the usual thing of flashing headlights, turning on orange indicators, sounding the horn, and waving out of the window. The man in between us was far too polite.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Both the two colour variations were isolated plants growing near 'normal' coloured scabious. One does wonder why these rare variants crop up without, apparently, surrounding themselves with young of the same colouration.
Saturday, 20 September 2014
We've even taken a tick on board while working in the greenhouse. What intrigued us was how they got there as, presumably, they must have been dropped by a mammal, and not even our cats are allowed to disturb the tomatoes. We finally worked it out: we use compost, obtained from a friendly crofter, which comes from mucking out the barn in which her sheep have their lambs.
Like everything in nature, we may not like them but ticks are fascinating beasts. The best site for identifying them is here.