The Yellow on the Broom

The track in to Lochnellan on Dava Moor with a bank of gorse and broom on the right. Amongst the coarse grass and petty whins on the track are bright patches of flowers - the first cinqefoils, occasional violets and milk wort 'blue as summer skies'. In damp places on the banks of the burn are clusters of Marsh marigolds.

A strong wind screeched banshee like through fence wires and tossed the silky plumes of bog cotton. Above this a pair of curlews who must have feared for their nest wheeled about calling anxiously and as on my last visit to the Moor a cuckoo was calling - the Moor felt alive and cheering