Scarista beach

Yesterday we went over to the west side of Harris. This is where we are on the very edge of Europe with no other land for thousands of miles and where the elements rule. It was a calm morning with a watery sun occasionally showing it's face but the afternoon was rainy and cold, l was pleased to have had a good walk on beautiful Scarista beach in the early part of the day.
The colours on the west coast of this island are beautiful, soft tealy blues, steel greys and pale yellows of the sand all blending together with an ever present mist.