"A Silver Sea"
There are days when Arran disappears as if someone has pulled a curtain across it. Then there are evenings, when like the magic of Brigadoon it stands huge almost black against the sky, the sea before it a silver shimmer. On evenings like that or on a glorious sunset I can see it's peaks from my studio window, twelve miles away. I'll tackle the sunset another day, today I'll settle for the silver shimmer.
Thanks as always for looking in...........