Ben Nevis

<b>To Durisdeer:</b> The road stretches before us in one long, undulating line, drawn by a steady hand through hilly pastures. Except for a few birds on the wing, the countryside is utterly still, as if awed by the mountains, as we are. ~ My Heart’s in the LowlandsTo Durisdeer: The road stretches before us in one long, undulating line, drawn by a steady hand through hilly pastures. Except for a few birds on the wing, the countryside is utterly still, as if awed by the mountains, as we are. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
<b>Eilean Donan:</b> The slate-colored sky hung low with clouds, and the air smelled of wet leaves and pungent peat smoke. ~ Fair Is the RoseEilean Donan: The slate-colored sky hung low with clouds, and the air smelled of wet leaves and pungent peat smoke. ~ Fair Is the Rose
<b>Ancient Archway:</b> The ruins of Dundrennan Abbey are ethereal, almost imaginary, as if the Gothic arches were hand painted on a canvas of blue green hills. Even the ironwork on the gates deserves the attention of our lenses. ~ My Heart’s in the LowlandsAncient Archway: The ruins of Dundrennan Abbey are ethereal, almost imaginary, as if the Gothic arches were hand painted on a canvas of blue green hills. Even the ironwork on the gates deserves the attention of our lenses. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
<b>November Scene:</b> The distant hills are a dusky blue, the mist and the light conspiring to turn them into a mirage. ~ My Heart’s in the LowlandsNovember Scene: The distant hills are a dusky blue, the mist and the light conspiring to turn them into a mirage. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
<b>Loch View:</b> What astounds the eye is the seemingly endless loch mirroring the bright sky. And the blue green hills, long and gently sloped, surrounding the water. ~ My Heart’s in the LowlandsLoch View: What astounds the eye is the seemingly endless loch mirroring the bright sky. And the blue green hills, long and gently sloped, surrounding the water. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
<b>Cairn Holy:</b> Older than King David of Scotland, older than King David of the Bible, the ancient ruin had lost many of its stones over the centuries. Beneath it were buried the remains of men lost to history, their bones long since turned to dust. ~ Thorn in My HeartCairn Holy: Older than King David of Scotland, older than King David of the Bible, the ancient ruin had lost many of its stones over the centuries. Beneath it were buried the remains of men lost to history, their bones long since turned to dust. ~ Thorn in My Heart
<b>Ben Nevis:</b>Ben Nevis in Inverness-shire is the highest mountain in the British Isles and claims some of the worst weather. Constant clouds, constant rain, constant wind, sometimes at gale force. ~ My Heart’s in the LowlandsBen Nevis:Ben Nevis in Inverness-shire is the highest mountain in the British Isles and claims some of the worst weather. Constant clouds, constant rain, constant wind, sometimes at gale force. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
<b>Galloway Dawn:</b> The morning sun, still low on the eastern horizon, draped the land in a pale, clear light, with only a few wisps of fog remaining. ~ Grace in Thine EyesGalloway Dawn: The morning sun, still low on the eastern horizon, draped the land in a pale, clear light, with only a few wisps of fog remaining. ~ Grace in Thine Eyes
  • <b>To Durisdeer:</b> The road stretches before us in one long, undulating line, drawn by a steady hand through hilly pastures. Except for a few birds on the wing, the countryside is utterly still, as if awed by the mountains, as we are. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
  • <b>Eilean Donan:</b> The slate-colored sky hung low with clouds, and the air smelled of wet leaves and pungent peat smoke. ~ Fair Is the Rose
  • <b>Ancient Archway:</b> The ruins of Dundrennan Abbey are ethereal, almost imaginary, as if the Gothic arches were hand painted on a canvas of blue green hills. Even the ironwork on the gates deserves the attention of our lenses. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
  • <b>November Scene:</b> The distant hills are a dusky blue, the mist and the light conspiring to turn them into a mirage. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
  • <b>Loch View:</b> What astounds the eye is the seemingly endless loch mirroring the bright sky. And the blue green hills, long and gently sloped, surrounding the water. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
  • <b>Cairn Holy:</b> Older than King David of Scotland, older than King David of the Bible, the ancient ruin had lost many of its stones over the centuries. Beneath it were buried the remains of men lost to history, their bones long since turned to dust. ~ Thorn in My Heart
  • <b>Ben Nevis:</b>Ben Nevis in Inverness-shire is the highest mountain in the British Isles and claims some of the worst weather. Constant clouds, constant rain, constant wind, sometimes at gale force. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands
  • <b>Galloway Dawn:</b> The morning sun, still low on the eastern horizon, draped the land in a pale, clear light, with only a few wisps of fog remaining. ~ Grace in Thine Eyes

Ben Nevis in Inverness-shire is the highest mountain in the British Isles and claims some of the worst weather. Constant clouds, constant rain, constant wind, sometimes at gale force. ~ My Heart’s in the Lowlands

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