A fyne departure

A selection of photographs from a recent adventure in Argyll. Individual posts will follow on Hole Ousia. This was Big Ted’s last journey after being swept into the river Fyne by a gust of wind. He may now be crossing the Atlantic.

I wrote some poems while I was staying in the Gorge Hotel, Inveraray. These will form feature in my next series of poems: Coronas and Supernovas of Colour.

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.