Thursday 24 November 2011

November Gale

At nine this morning, when we walked down to the shop, a fresh southeaster was already ruffling the surface of the Sound of Mull and throwing waves at the Perch (foreground). The big bulk carrier, the Yeoman Bridge, sailed serenely past on her way to the Glensanda quarry.

By midday the sea had a very different complexion, the waves beginning to pound the Ormsaigbeg coast, chased in by a wind that was gusting to force 8. As we walked back from the shop we came across a hula-hoop lying beside the road. It hadn't been there a few minutes earlier so, there being no children along our road at the moment, the wind must have found it in a back yard and 'repositioned' it.

For some, the outdoor life hardly changes, whatever the weather. Yes, The Diary has promised not to rabbit on too much about the pigs, but couldn't resist sharing this with its readers, entitled 'Breakfast Time'.

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