
(photo taken at the community of the 'piccoli sorreli' in Rome last Christmas.)
Morning clouds as fluffy and pink as cotton candy and a round orange moon rising over Mull at 6pm this evening; a bonfire on the beach with colourful fireworks-- all colours so amazing I lack photos and instead post this picture from the nunnery of white clouds and winter trees.
Bright sun against a steel gray sky is always dramatic, especially when the pink granite of the Abbey comes to life. This photo was taken from in front of the post office this afternoon after mailing a package home.



A favourite photo taken before the summer...The view over to Mull from the beach I walk to almost every day.
One of the stops along the road pilgrimage today. The story goes that on this little hill Columba was seen praying by one of the monks and he was surrounded by angels.



Today is another 'weather day' of winds and waves...but the ferry is still managing to make it across so our fruit and vegetable delivery arrived on time. Island life in the autumn is full of unpredictability.
On the beach again...I still don't know the name of this stretch of beach on the east side of Iona at the south end of the road. It was the first beach where I found the tiny pink cowrie shells. On the map, this beach is between the "Little Port of Sliginach" and the "Port at the End of the Enclosure." The "Hill of the River Mouth" and the"Hill of the Well" are to the west of this beach. The names of all the small hills and bays on Iona are fascinating!
Afternoon in the village. No ferry made it to Iona today because of the high winds and the big ferry did not even sail from Oban to Mull all day!