Hebrides Day Three, Sunshine at Bosta

A beautiful morning and I was up early so I sat outside our little Blackhouse on a bench in the sunshine reading Peter Mays Hebrides book.
I was joined by a chicken and a sheep by the gate and a small black cat peeped at me from the bank.
Tiny, baby rabbits appeared from their burrow and hopped around running back into the hole when the hooded crows flew overhead.
We had a great walk after lunch , down to the slipway, past 'Katie Morag's' house and along to the ruins and the boats tided up waiting for the tide to come. Bog cotton blew in the wind while rows of sheep walked up the hill.
We sat in the sun and watched the moving colourful water while two Oyster Catchers piped noisily over head.
A drive across a small white bridge to Great Benera, an Island to the South of us. What a beautiful drive past lily covered lochs, orange tinned roofed ruins, rainbow sheep, phone and post boxes in the middle of no where and glimpses of the sea beyond.
We arrived at Bosta where people were camping, swimming in the sea and listening to music. We walked down to the recreated Iron Age house, closed at the weekend, but still interesting to find out the history behind it. Amazing to think people have been living here for so long. The sight was only discovered recently after a storm.
A tidal bell has also been installed one of twelve across the country. We were hoping to hear it ring but did nt hear a sound. This man pulled up in his boat with his beautiful dog an unloaded some passengers.
I was delighted to find some Groatie Buckies, tiny cowrie shells and a few pieces of coral to add to my collection.
On to Stornoway for Take away fish and chips that we ate in the car looking at the boats and one very large seal.
On to a night of music at the Woodland Centre in the grounds of the Castle. First up was a local man who had been persuaded, somewhat reluctantly , to play a few covers. He was really good but relieved when it was over. Next was Tom Walker, from Glasgow, but now living in London so that he can develop his music. A clever artist writing his own songs and using digital equipment to make the music as well as playing the guitar.
Finally a young lady ,just 13, her 14th birthday is tomorrow,  who  treated us to some beautiful singing, mainly songs she had written herself. Look out for Rosie Sullivan, she's going to do well. I really liked one of her songs called Wait , inspired by her family camping trips to Bosta where we were earlier.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ej2cwSJAZyo