The last spring cabbage of 2019, greenhouse-grown and picked immediately before preparation : tender, sweet – and life-reaffirming.

This is a scene from the 1930s, taken on the ‘old road’ (now as then a narrow cart track built of rock and stone) through Bun a Mhullin. The panniers on one pony seem to be filled with the ‘messages’ (shopping) from the island store, the other with peat for the stove.

It’s 2-3 months since we agreed a way forward, but difficult to convert decisions into actions.

With a view to eventual retirement from crofting, we are downsizing some of our activities and so have livestock and equipment for sale