Late summer woodland haiku

An ancient oak, gnarled

With time weathered distinction.

A brave survivor.

Happy Nature Friday friends! 

A mountain walk inspires a haiku for our times

Upwards through soft pines,

To snow and a darkening chill.

So sudden a change.

PS A word from Gail: Bertie and I made a quick trip across to Torridon at the weekend for a long planned meeting with a builder to discuss upgrading the cottage (more on that in due course). Before returning home to Aberdeen we went for a hike round the Beinn Eighe Mountain Trail, a viciously steep but always exhilarating circuit, climbing from near sea level to 550 m. At the upper level we encountered more snow and ice than anticipated and the going was borderline 'adventurous'. We only saw two other people on the trail. You've no idea how much better I felt after this little expedition to the sub-arctic and back! Such a sense of freedom. I'll admit that, much as I understand their necessity, I am not at all looking forward to the movement restrictions which as of last night are being imposed in the UK.

Remembering Madi

It's red and a box.
I followed the rules,
Which Madi would not have done.


Thank you so much Raz for setting up this special 'Remembering Madi' blog hop. She was dear to us all.