The sun sets early on the croft at this time of the year. 1545 yesterday, to be precise. We’re approaching the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year.
Almost as if to make up for the long hours of darkness that are about to come, nature puts on a dazzling show of light before it dies.
The skies become suffused with a golden light and all the colours of the hedgerow glow with an incredible intensity.
That’s every evening, even on days without a remarkable sunset.
Facing SSE, we get more sunrises than sunsets on this part of the island. The sun dips behind the mountains behind us and we often just see the residual rosy glow in the sky, whereas those on the west coast enjoy its full splendour.
Still, it’s beautiful. A camera never seems to do it justice.
Ravencroft Skye 