To wake up in the morning to the sound of bleating sheep is pretty wonderful. I wish I could do that every day.
There would be sheep trotting along in the middle of the road – and one had even fallen asleep on the kerb. Since the quickest road from our cottage to the "capital" of Skye, Portree, was a single lane one had to look out sharp and not go too fast.
Then again – why would you want to travel through a landscape like this going any faster than 30 miles/hour?
We did find a local yarn shop at a farm called Shilasdair. But you know what – I didn´t buy any yarn. The yarn was lovely, lots of luxury blends and it was hand dyed. Though, there is a limit to how big one´s stash can be in a small city flat, where the kids have to share a room...
Yes, the dyes that were used were all natural – and really beautiful.
This sample reminded me of a rainbow that we saw one evening in Struan, where we rented our cottage.
To be honest I did bring home one little skein of yarn – handspun and dyed by another local craftswoman called Katree (or Elvincraft on Ebay, where you can find some of her yarn without travelling all the way to Skye).
She sells some of her yarn in a shop in Portree.
Sometimes one comes across a skein that is simply irresistable. I´ll have to take a close up to show the beuty of the colours that Katree has combined.
Otherwise we didn´t find much knitting going on. Even though it was summer, it was not that hot – still I only saw one woman wearing a traditional fair isle. And she was a tourist, too.
Knitting seemed to belong more in the museums. If you see what I mean:
I´ll be back with more photos soon. There is plenty – and even some of knitting.