Seaweed for the Garden

This morning our weather could not make up its mind what to do. Rain or Shine? So it did one, then the other, and then both at the same time. The result of this prevaracation was beautiful rainbows!One, a full semi- circle, stretched from the slopes of Ben More in the South to the wastes of Lochaber to the north across the Sound of Mull. We drove underneath it to get our own crock of gold. Yes, I know no chance of finding it as you have to look at the ends of the rainbow! Unfortunately, for our fortune we were on a mission to collect seaweed from our local beach. As we have had high spring tides and gales the lovely fresh "Tangle of the Isles" was stacked well up the beach, ready for us to throw into our bins and lift into the Land Rover. We managed two loads so a good start for our storage pile.

Sure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and Lochaber I will go,

By heather tracks with heaven in their wiles;

If its thinkin' in your inner heart braggart's in my step,

You've never smelt the tangle of the Isles.

If you know the song why not sing along whilst you are reading this!