It was much sunnier yesterday so I walked along Ham and Egg Terrace, past the Laxey Wheel and the Salmon Centre to Agneash which is a beautiful little village high above Laxey. The village leads onto open landscape to Snaefell Mountain.
The island is taking a battering today with rough seas, cancelled ferries, snow grinding most of the island’s roads to a halt and power cuts. Luckily for us in Laxey at sea level, we don’t have any snow that’s sticking yet or any power cuts like other parts of the island but disruption does mean a postponed celebration party with friends for tonight. Hopefully, things will calm down before my daughter returns to the island from university on the mainland on Monday or the ferry will be either cancelled or a very unpleasant crossing. 
Ug is almost 1 year old now. I took the first photographs last May when he was a few weeks old. Tina at Curraghs Wildlife Park named him Ug when he was little for obvious reasons. He was all beak and claws. Well look at him today – a handsome Bespectacled Owl!
Tina and Ug this morning.
Port St Mary in the south of the island on a very rare, warm and beautiful day in November.
Peel Fish Bar, Port St Mary Hooded Crow, my all time favourite Greek lunch in Agni Bay in Corfu, Fisherman in Castletown Harbour & Corfu Town.
Yesterday morning’s mottled sky.
It was fun experimenting in different locations with the thick mist. This is Lonan Church (photographs taken yesterday) which is the “new” Lonan Church, built in 1834. The old Lonan Church (St Adamnan’s, which I’ve posted about previously) dates back to the 14th century.
These are the last of the misty photographs for now as I think I’ll move onto something more upbeat (elements permitting!).
The last 2 photographs are of the old Church (taken Feb 2013).
I woke up this morning to a dense sea mist covering the Island. Whilst taking a walk through Ballannette nature reserve and wetlands, at times the fog was almost too dense to have any good visibility.
Manannin’s Cloak is the name given by Islanders to this thick fog/mist, relating back to old Manx folklore.
Let the great wheel spin 