It's that wonderful time of year again. The hills turn shades of yellow and ginger and light up in intense bright colours in the late afternoon sun. It isn't hard to see where the designers of Harris Tweed get their inspiration from. The landscape appears positively draped in the finest softest luxury wool cloth.
Mushrooms take up residence in the garden and craft fairs (not unlike mushrooms) spring up elsewhere inviting us to shop early for Christmas. This pretty little bowl comes from Lochbroom Pottery, and is made by just one of the talented clever creative people living along the lochside. If you are on facebook you can find it here
The nights are drawing in, walks become shorter and the smell of wood smoke is in the air. I'm knitting a waistcoat for myself. What a nice young man in the pattern! He's a bit small though, I think my waistcoat may be on the tight side! I got in a bit of a muddle when trying to knit a mitred edge on the front strapping. Mary along the lane came and sorted me out. Thank you Mary I shall carry on knitting straight neat mitred edges this evening!