We’ve recently returned from a trip to Skye, and we were lucky enough to have the kind of weather that made it possible to paint outside (although woolly hats were still required). Ramasaig is one of my favourite places, even though new fences have made it almost impossible to get to. Once I had found a relatively sheltered spot on the rocks I settled in to do a quick sketch. Sadly, it didn’t turn out too well (I think I was too excited by the setting!) but the experience was fantastic. I have a plan to return to do a large painting one day. This picture shows the dramatic cliffs. (Thanks to Andi for the pics, and I have no idea what I was doing with that Morrisons bag, really …)

painting at Ramasaig

Tilly likes rocks. She spends ages smelling them and finding the kind of rotting things that dogs like. She also found me (hopefully smelling slightly less of decay).

Tilly sniffs out my hiding place

This photo came out slightly too dark, but it’s a typical Tilly expression and one which seems to say: “Why do you do these weird things, human?? Never mind, I’ll just humour you as I usually do”.

Tilly looking quizzical