Winter returns to Mull

What a wild day. You could hardly call it Spring. Snow, hail and in the intervening fifteen minute spells of sunshine, a strong, icy wind. Some would have put up the shutters and settled down with a book. But the Knottman family is made of sterner stuff and three excursions provided walks and splendid scenery.
In the beach scene above Mrs. K. Is there to provide perspective but also so that I can tell you that she took off her shoes and socks and had a little paddle. In our journeys in many countries there has never been a beach where she did not do this.