Calm after the storm

The trees are finally still. The sea is calm. It is noticeably quiet. I hear the silence, measured in the gentle trickle of the burn over rocks outside the window. There is some faint colour in the overcast sky. Storm Gertude has finally gone.  It is the calm after the storm, and before the storm.

It is unusual for our ferries to be disrupted for 2 whole days, but there were no ferries from Lochaline or Oban on Friday at all, and I think only one crossing, might have been 2, was made on the Lochaline ferry yesterday. Nothing during the day from Oban except that the late ferry at 21.45 ran and safely delivered the Co-op lorry to the Co-op in Tobermory at 23.30 last night! We had guests hoping to arrive on Friday who are catching the 10am ferry this morning.

Luckily we did not have any damage from the ferocious winds Gertrude brought with her, apart from the flying sheet of insulation from outside East Cottage. (How easily have I slipped into using the storm names, which I was so against the introduction of..!)

It was amazing to see the spindrift on the cliffs in between the Point and Dun Haunn.