I'm just so thankful that, one day many years ago, we had the courage to make a decision to leave the secure place in which we had lived for many years, where we had long-standing friends, where we felt we had begun to 'belong', and to move somewhere which was very different, a place which was more uncertain, more risky, more lonely. One of the rewards we sought required us to take yet more risks by striking out upon lonely tracks, leaving them....
....to climb higher and higher into a wilderness where we were utterly alone except for the sky and the winds and the wildlife, lonely, beautiful places where, sometimes, if you cared to look....
....families like ours had once lived but had left many years ago to find new adventures in far-away places.
Often we walked and walked higher and higher, until the world we knew and had learned to love lay far below us so we sat, watching it, well aware of how fortunate we were but also knowing that, like those families before us, it must end, but that we would carry away precious memories to treasure for the remainder of our days.
I'm just so thankful that, one day many years ago, we had the courage to make a decision to leave the secure place in which we had lived for many years, where we had long-standing friends, where we felt we had begun to 'belong', and to move somewhere which was very different, a place which was more uncertain, more risky, more lonely. One of the rewards we sought required us to take yet more risks by striking out upon lonely tracks, leaving them....
Beautiful shots from Ardnamurchan; an emotional jolt seeing them on your blog. I remember the last picture the first time around - Rosie on her way to work and the ferry departing. The top picture; a walk through the heather hills from Ockle to Singing Sands - a walk with so many stages and views.
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