Glen Nevis is a stunning place and we always find something new to explore when we go. This time, Shirley was engrossed in photographing the vividly coloured autumn leaves, gathering material for her paintings, whilst I was taken with the rock pools around the Upper Nevis Falls. Last year, it was the open wooded mountain sides that held my eye, with the passing rain showers that cinematically changed the colours and tones. This year, the water rushed along the Water Of Nevis, but there was no wind and sheltered pools of water lay perfectly still in the hollowed granite bedrock. The afternoon light was dim, but it evenly illuminated the view, the river was loud and all the autumn grasses and leaves glowed, imparting a sense of excitement but also of serenity and calm within us. We wanted to just be there and to drink it all in, being somewhat disbelieving that this place wasn't all that far in real terms from our home.
And now, as I reflect on that time we spent together, I feel somewhat like this rock. It lay in a pool of water, surrounded by clarity and calm, as if it always had, like it fitted and could have been there for ever. But I know that if I went back today, it would have been moved on by Natures Forces to somewhere else, having had it's corners rounded off just a little bit more more.