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So - it has been a busy couple of weeks on the island, with the sports and the regatta and various other celebrations.

Of course, it is fantastic to have so much going on, but it does make me realise that I seem to have less energy now than I used to. I remember the days when I thought nothing of dancing most of the dances in the hall on a Saturday night and still had the energy not only to go to work the next day but do it all again at the Sunday session. As I type the Sunday session is hammering away in the bar and good it is too. The guys are playing, the drink is flowing. But I am a little tired from the exertion of the last few weeks and am pacing myself for the other wee gatherings yet to come.

And it's so lovely to see so many people about. The wee row of houses that I usually have all to myself is once again full of families on their holidays and I am catching up with people I haven't yet seen since my return.

Amidst all this busy-ness, however, it is good to find time for a quite walk along the shore or peaceful reflection whilst I watch the clouds skid by. Because, let's face it, most people don't choose to live on an island for non-stop hustle and bustle. For me personally, I am drawn as much by the silent spaces and the feeling of being on the periphery as I am for the sense of community and belonging. I think we all need these things, wherever we may be, and sometimes even I need to make an effort to find a quite space to sit and reflect on how lucky I am to live in a place like this.