I’ve been on Islay 6 months. Yesterday I marked the day in the same manner I started my time here: quietly. I waved goodbye to a good friend who had been staying for Easter, and retreated indoors to feel the wind buffeting the front of my building. So, now I count down. I’m not entirely sure what towards (unemployment? uncertainty? not knowing where I’ll be living?), but the prospect of hopefully being a little closer to those I love is an appealing one. Really, I don’t know what will happen or where I’ll end up. Before then, I’ve plenty to be getting on with, at work at least. It’s going to be a busy six months.
Photos of some things round and about me recently.