Winter is coming. That is the message I am hearing in the wind today, a stiff breeze from the north-west. It has blown away all thought of the past weeks’ benign warmth. This wind comes straight to us from the great hills of the Highlands, the Monadhliaths and the Cairngorms. It smells of snow.
Just a hint of the coming months…
For more on the north-west Highlands in winter, you might enjoy The Road to the Isles.