Frog, Craigellachie Lochan, Aviemore There is a day every year which marks Spring like no other. Suddenly, overnight, the lochan is heaving (literally) with frogs. Frogs are everywhere, in the pond, going to the pond from the surrounding marsh and bog, or returning exhausted from the pond, sprawled across the footpath around the loch. I […]
Tag: Henry David Thoreau
Misty Birch
Freezing mist in Craigellachie Birch wood Taken on one of those beautiful winter mornings with sunshine slanting low through the mist and heavy frost. “Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul alike.” – John Muir “We sleep, […]