My beloved Bla Bheinn and sister Beinn na Cro.
Snow capped Red Cuillins as chilly backdrop for the rainbow - you could follow it to Torrin. Across Loch Slapin to Torrin, it’s not a pot of gold you’ll find but golden beauty that will ever shine in your memory.
This has appeared on my blog before but surely it’s worth an encore? The photographer calls this ‘The Magnificent Seven.”