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Monday, 25 February 2013
THE LONELY MOUNTAIN...
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We moved out of Glasgow as part of the overspill in the early sixties and were luck enough to end up in a nice wee place surrounded by woods. Our new house had a veranda that gave us a view not unlike your own of Ben Lomond in the far distance. It was a reminder that the Highlands were no more than 10 miles away as the crow flew. In summer we'd leave the house early of a Saturday morning and 30 minutes later we'd be driving along the shores of the loch with the Ben towering above us, on our way to Oban or Fort William or Inveraray or wherever.
ReplyDeleteI never read Tolkien as a child, so it never had that kind of significance for me, but just to see the mountain sitting there, day after day, in all kinds of weather, did stir my imagination for the better.
For some curious reason, Gey, your comment was in my Spam file, which I normally delete without checking. Just as well I checked on this occasion. Yes, we were lucky kids back then, eh? My new town was not only surrounded by greenbelt, but it also had large green areas within the town. Sadly, they're fast disappearing.
ReplyDeleteThat's quite a view. Enough to fire the imagination of any child.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had half as much imagination now as I had then, Martin. And half as many years on the clock.
ReplyDeleteAye Kid,thats a great shot right enough!Next time try and get a couple of extra shots off.I mean the 9mm variety,aimed squarely at the aforementioned little runts you described.....If only...sigh!
ReplyDeleteWonderful photograph. Is there snow on the mountain or just sun glare?
ReplyDeleteChildren have no manners nowdays but what can you do?
Yes, there's snow on the mountain. I'd like to get a better photo of it one day, as I wasn't using a tripod and it's not quite as sharp as I'd like.
ReplyDeleteAs for manners, if only parents would teach their kids some, eh?