"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
Nice to see Scrabster again, the photo of The Upper Deck made my mouth water
Many Many thanks Kingetter, oh the memories these Photos have reawakened, thanks for puting my mind at ease, but traffic lights in Scrabster...whatever next?
Last edited by golach; 09-Aug-07 at 21:16.
Once the original Grumpy Owld Man but alas no more
You are most welcome. Weather was right so good opportunity.
Yes, traffic lights, and a not very pretty sight for visitors to see, especially with the 'new ferry'. That scene has been like it for quite some time now - I've no idea what the plans are or when work will be 'completed' and I wouldn't normally take photos of road works
James.
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
the traffic lights are going to be there a while yet
lovely pics
thanx
I think they've taken root!
Background to those pics was from a question Golach asked on another thread as to whether the heavy rains had caused problems with the cliffs around Scrabster. The day he asked it was raining so I waited for better weather. The other thread I believe was about the mudslide in Pennan.
James.
"A family tree can wither if nobody tends it's roots"
Didn't know where else to post this!
nice photo says it all !!!
Its nice to be nice
What a beautiful pic of Scrabster, Isis! It's a perfect composition, and looks so serene with the colourful reflections in the water. I also like the larger size of the pic. What time of day was it taken?
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