From Quiet To Quieter

Islay slipped into the mist and the ferry rocked just enough to send Sheelagh out into the air of the deck. We were leaving our third island. It had been a pleasant few days at a leisurely pace.

Colonsay, number four, is smaller and to the northwest of Islay. We will be here for three days and the routines will slow even more.

There is a very small population of 150. The village, Scalasaig, that is shown in this picture, is the largest. The island looks different than Islay, in as much as it has a central peak. It is more treed and quite beautiful. The beaches look wonderful even in the grey skied day.

Our rental house, Maggie Thomson's Cottage, just up the hill from the ferry, is very comfortable.

The highlight for me is the glass room where we sit to read or watch TV.

John, in particular, is thrilled that there are birds around, and he heard cows and roosters this morning. Life is showing itself. 

There are 8 things to do here we are told. We shall see if we can find them.