Snowy Peak of Ben Tee reflected in Ceann Loch, an extension of Loch Lochy.

Poem.

 

Emerald-green shore-line meadows.

Brilliant white, snowy peak of Ben Tee

peers down into the luxuriant colours

of the Great Glen.

Patches of beige larch and

bottle-green Spruce Pine.

A cloudy sky, breaking to blue.

All reflected in the sombre,

silent, sheen of a glassy loch.

This is the stirring, absorbing magic

that works its spell on me.

 

Done