I am once more returning to Stornoway today, and therefore The Shell Gallery will go back under wraps, much like its real life counterpart in the Castle Country Park.
When I'm next back in Holland, I shall resume posting here.
Until then, I can be found posting occasionally in Atlantic Lines.
It's my father's birthday today, and after yesterday's visit he had two more today. The day was closed with a nice meal at a local Chinese / Indonesian restaurant, so the birthday boy was well regaled.
Today at lunchtime, we were wondering about sounds of rumbling, crashing and banging on the roof and around the house. It turned out that the bright midday sun was warming up the rooftiles, and the cover of snow slid down like an avalance and landed on lower roofs and the ground outside.
Today is the 90th birthday of my uncle, and a party has been organised for him, with 20-odd relatives. He doesn't know about this, so it is a nice surprise. He was quite bowled over. For reasons of privacy, I am not posting pics of the party on this blog, with one or two exceptions.
Friday the 13th dawned with as much as 13 cm / 5 inches of snow on the ground. This is by far the deepest snow in the country, and in the hills a few miles away people are engaging in cross-country skiing. At around 9.15 in the morning, I was having a walk round the village, fearing the snow would melt in the above-zero temperatures - but no fear. At 1.30 in the afternoon, the snow was very much still around, but looking prettier under the blue skies.
This is the archive of The Shell Gallery blog, which was active between 2008 and 2018. It is dedicated to the memory of my mother, who died in May 2008, and to that of my father, who passed away in August 2022. The Watch Tower stands to the north, overlooking the open Heathlands
The Shell Gallery also refers to the island of Vlieland, which has zillions of shells on its beaches.