57.556787°N,
5.634743°W
No need for satnavs when you have
An open window
And your fluffy nose detects
The sweet smell of sunshine on Scots pines
Mingling with salt spray.
And the road steep and sinuous
Permits no distraction
But the sea eagle hovering above
Ignores the rules
And the car swerves, sharply.
Then brakes are applied
As a sheep (silly thing)
Ignores my warning bark
And my inner GPS
Tells me we’ve arrived
At Canapress.
Evening rainbow over Loch Torridon, 12 September 2015 |
And the weather looks perfeck.....darling buds of September. Have a fantastic time. We think you need some together time!
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ReplyDeleteWell done for getting you and Gail safely back to your home-from-home Bertie lad! September has certainly been a bit kinder on the weather front than for the majority of the year... I 'canapress' either;..need a new iron...&*> hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Gail says: When I acquired the cottage I asked the previous owner, who had lived there all her life, the meaning of its name. She was a bit vague but said she thought Canapress was an anglicised version of the Gaelic for something like 'a place in the trees'. It was hard to reconcile this with my English-Gaelic dictionary so I googled Canapress and found lots of references to the Canadian Press Association. But nothing concerning any limitations on the ironing front!
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DeleteHeheh - that sounds like in OZ, where everywhere that has an aboriginal name somehow comes out to mean 'the watering hole' or some such! I have a (very) vague memory of grampa MacLean talking about the "caan" (I think it's spelled caillainn - there may even be a 't' in there somewhere, such is the play of the tongue!) - in reference to HAZEL, of which there were several where he was forester. He used to bring nuts home in season. Is there hazel around the cottage? Beyond that, I'll stick to my lack of laundry equipment &*> Yxx
Sigh..we have some wonderful beautiful place heres in "old Virginny" but your hideaway beats them all. Enjoy
ReplyDeleteOh and the muzzer could use a GPS dog if you ever want to change locales. We understand that she was lost most of the time in San Francisco, and she saw some really interesting sites.
gus n teka
peeps forget we have built in direction finders :)
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a pawfect place to have an adventure!
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
Oh we are so jealous! What a beautiful and peaceful hood
ReplyDeleteLily & Edward
That rainbow goes straight to the heavens!
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Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel
What a lovely place to get to visit. Was their gold at the end of that rainbow?
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful internal navigation system you have, Bertie!!
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Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo
Oh Bertie...you do live "the life!"
ReplyDelete-Otto and Ruby
Bertie, loving your poem and the photos! The rainbow image is lovely...is that a glimpse of blue sky in the corner there! Glad you saw a bit of brightness, it must have arrived just after our week of rain. Sorry we missed seeing you...
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Julia
No fancy GPS needed...just the nose of a terrier!!
ReplyDeleteWyatt
Perhaps, from the sound, it's an Old Scots word ? Not of course that things like this will bother Bertie who has returned to muddy dog heaven.
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