Once upon a time I lived in a tiny cottage called Peerie Hoose in the island of Burra on the west of Shetland, just for a year before we bought our house in Reform Lane. The clothes line was practically in the sea. The summer was full of amazing sunsets, outside swims, and drinking gin in secret caves. The winter was all about sunbathing on the turquoise beach (while head to toe in woolly gear) and making new friends on long walks.
The transition between summer and winter was my favourite part of the year (hence why I'm looking back through these photos, reminded by the change of weather here in Edinburgh). I was so aware of how the light changed from day to day, and how the sun set lower every evening. Sometimes it felt like the sun barely peeped over the strip of land at the other side of the harbour before it disappeared again.