A Day in Paradise

For those of you who have seen Shirley Valentine you will understand. I may not come home. I may walk away from my luggage at the airport and just come back here. It feels so much like home...these are my people 

The day started at the bus station being greeted by expectant pigeons and this clock. One must assume the inspiration was from all the people running to catch their ride.

We met our tour guide and off we went to Oban through the Highlands with views of some amazing lochs (none of which photographed well, kind of like The Rockies and Grand Canyon...you just have to be there.)

Here are a few shots from the day.

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There was time to walk around and explore and I was really struck by all the beauty that was growing wild on the side of the road.

One of my favorite pictures is of this bride and groom getting their photo made up in the heather, along with young girl and two dogs, in almost freezing weather.

There were also hundreds of hikers along what was the old road into the area. I think it takes weeks to do the whole thing, much like The Appalachian Trail.

This last photo really needs to be expanded if on your phone. I was trying to capture the waterfall, the solitary house, and the stream in one shot.

Tomorrow was supposed to be the trip to photograph some family graves up in Balquhidder but I think I am going to give it a miss. I was almost crying all day from the feelings I was experiencing and it may be better to stay in. Have any of you ever experienced something similar?

Who knows about tomorrow. It may just be photos of laundry drying in the bathroom.