If yesterday was marked by different shades of grey (no, not like that, in the landscape I mean), then today’s hue was blue.
It began fairly early, as the clouds thinned out from day break, to be replaced by clear blue by mid day.
We visited the ruins of Saddell Abbey. Reclaimed by the green of the valley and the forest, it was first named by the Vikings, and as their descendants we admired the lushness. No wonder it was later settled by Monks as it must have also been productive.
Loch Lussa lies in the middle of the southern section of the Kintyre peninsula. We reached it from the south and walked along the western shore. It was astonishingly blue. The shore was dotted with Marsh orchids in diverse shades of purple, one of my favourite British wild flowers. Each little floret on the spike is a perfect tiny masterpiece.
We found a Croft selling freshly picked kale so Hannah was well pleased. Leaving Bob to walk around the North end of the Loch and back to Saddell, Hannah and I went back by road stopping at Peninver to explore Ardnacross Bay. The sea was very calm and there were clear views of Arran across Kilbrannan Sound. The blue sea and sky were a wonder, and a complete contrast to yesterday’s low clouds. The water looked inviting and some local children were running about in the shallows. An oyster catcher rose from a rock giving its shrill alarm cry.
We called in at the tea shop near Carradale and were the last customers of the day, rewarded with chocolate brownies, flapjack and the last of the lemon drizzle.
It was the only drizzle we had seen all day. The evening sun bathed us generously as we turned for home. The sky was still and blue.

From the sky and from the sea
The joy of God