Arrochar, across Loch Long soon after sunrise at 05:27, Argyll. Ben Lomond capped by a clinging cloud.
Commentary.
Lomond, Long, Fyne and countless other stretches of loch and sea-loch twist like a writhing serpent, unerringly, for the full length of Argyll.
At twenty, thirty and forty miles from the Atlantic swell,
harbours like Lochgilphead, Tayvallich, Crinan, Inveraray, and here at Arrochar nestle on calm shorelines between the intervening hills.
Before 05:30 on an inviting summer’s day the village lights still smear the waters as the dawn light grows.
Lingering clouds are yet to fully dissipate over the peaks as the warmth rises.
For now, the day is unwritten,
but for this peaceful scene.
Arrochar, across Loch Long soon after sunrise at 05:27, Argyll. Ben Lomond capped by a clinging cloud.
Commentary.
Lomond, Long, Fyne and countless other stretches of loch and sea-loch twist like a writhing serpent, unerringly, for the full length of Argyll.
At twenty, thirty and forty miles from the Atlantic swell,
harbours like Lochgilphead, Tayvallich, Crinan, Inveraray, and here at Arrochar nestle on calm shorelines between the intervening hills.
Before 05:30 on an inviting summer’s day the village lights still smear the waters as the dawn light grows.
Lingering clouds are yet to fully dissipate over the peaks as the warmth rises.
For now, the day is unwritten,
but for this peaceful scene.