Saturday, 28 April 2012

Blowing the trumpet for Perthshire

I don't have very much to say today but instead will let the photographs of rural Perthshire speak for themselves.
Loch of the Lowes, Dunkeld
Melting hail on birch and willow
Bridge and burn
Mist on the hill
Snow on the hills
Spring snow........ As a hot-blooded Highlander, I feel that my homeland is a place of stunning beauty but Perthshire is a jewel. All these hills, moors and lochs are owned by fewer people than I have fingers on one hand. They are desolate and unpopulated due to being kept for 'sport' for a select few. I invite you all to come and sit beside that little burn which feeds the River Braan, empty your mind of troubles, breathe in the fresh air, forget lairds and simply enjoy what Nature provided for all of us.
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2 comments:

  1. the fly in the web28 April 2012 at 05:30

    Wherever I've lived, nowhere can equal the light and the colour of Scotland.

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  2. GentleOtter28 April 2012 at 06:13

    Thank you, the fly in the web.

    It is absolutely true, the quality of light here is incredible; sometimes diffused by mist, sometimes you can see for miles when the air is good.
    Yesterday, the views were almost surreal and had a dream like aura.

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