Over the past days, we have been blessed with the company of three delightful girls from way over on the West coast of the USA.
They sailed into Tarbert, Harris, having travelled through Scotland and through the Isle of Skye that day.
Here they are, standing on the Edge of the World (or at least on the northernmost tip of this island, which makes it close to being the edge of the world, surely).
You can read about our lighthouse here.
On our drive around Ness, we stopped to have a look at these pigs. The piglets are so cute.
Here are our lovely girls sitting on the wall at Port Beach.
On Friday evening, we had a crowd of young and not-so-young folks for a barbecue. After we'd eaten, we sat around this campfire singing hymns until the early hours of the morning.
But before our singing time, there had to be the obligatory football.
DR and Catherine have wonderful memories of their 'foreign legion' soccer team in Grand Rapids last year. I was able to convince them that regardless of how wonderful their team was, they did not play with this view for a backdrop.
Isn't that right, Catherine?
At least my lovely nephew agreed with me.
Isn't that right, Ross?
Happy days ...