Seem to be on a tree theme. Birch & rowan encircling Avielochan chambered cairn, a Bronze Age burial cairn which is well worth a visit - enter through the passageway and sit amongst the stones and trees. 

The rowan that guarded the entrance has now fallen - second pic is from 2022 when it was still upright. 

The Avielochan area is full of hut circles, remains of townships, field systems, and has been habited for at least several thousand years. It's got a wonderful feel about it. ​

This loch only appears in winter, on Granish Moor, so I call it the Winter Loch.

Does anyone know if it has a 'proper' name? Or does anyone have their own names for it?

It's the highest I've seen it in a few years, lapping up to the dead Mini.

​How many other places do you know locally that are seasonal, only appearing in winter or summer? Or spring or autumn for that matter...

The Scots pines in this seemingly uninteresting picture on Granish Moor north of Aviemore tell several stories... reading a landscape is one of my favourite things, so many layers, so many perspectives too. No two people see the same. 

And there are always signs. Being outdoors is the best practice...
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Remnants, past, future, attitudes, shifting lifestyles and values, different peoples, creatures, faiths, epochs.

I have a thing about singing whenever I come across ruins of farmsteads or townships, to bring back voice and life, even if for two minutes. I've been doing this for several years without really realising; it just seems quite natural. 

Popped up to Rinanuan today, sang the Parting Glass. Watched the light move and the snow showers come and go, the colour of the bracken and larch against the snow and sky, heard the burns sing too.