"Look at those buildings? Iíve never
seen such bright colors before on walls," Bonnie smiled.
"This is Tobermory. Itís on the Isle
of Mull. They are rather picturesque, but weíve seen bright buildings
before. Remember Pittenweem?" Bruce said.
"Oh yes, but these are lovely colors.
Is this the main village on the island?" Bonnie asked.
"Yes and itís a busy harbor as you
can see," Bruce said. The two butterflies were perched on top of a shipís
mast. It bobbed up and down as the silent waves rolled in softly against
the harbor wall. "Bonnie, I think Iíd like to go to dry land. Iím feeling
a bit seasick. This boat is rocking."
Bonnie laughed, "Hee hee, Bruce. You
get seasick. Iíd have never guessed. I sort of enjoy this rolling action,
going up and down, up and down, up and down."
"Enough, Bonnie. Iíve got to get off
this ship," Bruce said, feeling green. He flew off and landed on the
harbor wall. "I feel dizzy."
Bonnie landed next to him. "You
havenít got sea legs, Bruce. Weíll sit here for a while. This is quite the
"I can tell you a bit about it, if
youíd like," Bruce replied.
"Sure, Bruce. Iíd expect nothing
"There is buried treasure in that
bay," he said.
"Supposedly. During the days of the
Spanish Armada, in about 1588, a ship called San Juan de Sicilia was blown
up. It was supposedly filled with gold and treasure though none has ever
"Wow. What else is around here?"
"Are you in the mood to see some
cheese? I heard thereís a farm inland that makes cheese. Itís a family
farm, with a Celtic name. They coat their cheese in green wax and black
"Iíd love to go and see that and I
think you need some inland air to get your mind off the sea," Bonnie
laughed. They flew toward Sgriob-ruadh Farm. "This is beautiful. Look at
the cows! There are a lot of them."
"How else do you think they get
cheese, silly," Bruce chided.
"Letís go to the barn," Bonnie said,
flying towards it.
"Most of the cheese is kept in a
safe place where it is clean and well guarded but now and then bits fall
onto the ground and all the little field mice come to gather them. Look at
them over there," Bruce said. There were several pieces of cheese on a bed
of hay and mice were crawling on it, nibbling away.
"Theyíre kind of cute, arenít they?
Where there is cheese, I guess youíll find a mouse or two. If I ate
cheese, then Iíd do the same thing. Do you think there are flowers around
here?" Bonnie asked.
"We happened to fly over a field
filled with bright, sunny yellow dandelions. Should we go there?" Bruce
"Letís," Bonnie answered. They found
the field of dandelions. "Heaven," Bonnie sighed.
"I like this place. Itís not even
that cold here and look how blue the sky is," Bruce noted.
"Weíll have to come back here again
someday," Bonnie said. "Tobermory, Mull. Iíll make note of that."
They sipped dandelion nectar and
fell asleep on the soft, yellow, fluffy flowers. At least Bruce couldnít
get seasick on them!