16 December 2019

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Monday's Critters


To see out the three weeks of the Festive Season, a series of shots from the deer park at Torridon. The dominant stag kept his distance but definitely wanted us to know he was watching the watchers! They are red deer.

15 December 2019

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SUNdays


This is the full image from which I created this year's seasonal blog header. The three kings (or wise men, if you prefer) offering their gifts, and the departure from Bethlehem.

14 December 2019

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Saturday Symmetry


The second in the mini-series of sacred windows.

13 December 2019

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I'll remind you all, however, that for government, existence is a privilege, not a right.
(L. Neil Smith)

12 December 2019

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Second Thursday of the last.


A Nairn fishwife.

Okay. A bronze cast representing a Nairn fishwife. 

11 December 2019

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Wings on Wednesday - 
YAM's take on the good, the bad, the ugly and the downright hilarious in photographing birds.


Another of the scanned shots from thirty years back: and the first of three of the Sulphur-Crested Cockatoos who used to frequent our backyard!

10 December 2019

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Shipping by...


This was taken from a fast-moving bus, so I'm delighted I got anything to show you at all! This is the Glen Sannox. A ferry under construction for Caledonian MacBrayne, it has been the source of much agonising in the ship-building industry fo the Clyde. The government has now taken over the yard in the hopes of finally getting the thing completed and the sister ship done as well. It's been on the go for over four years now... This is Ferguson Marine at Port Glasgow.

09 December 2019

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Monday's Critters


Last offering from the taxidermy series at Inverness Museum. This is Felicity. An elderly puma who was caught in Cannich (in the hills above Loch Ness) in 1980. Not a native of this land, but of the Americas, she was almost certainly an escaped (or abandoned) pet. She saw out her days under the care of the Highland Wildlife Park.