Inver (inbhir) is the Gaelic word for the mouth of a river, and in this case the river is the Ewe (Iu) where it reaches Loch Ewe. The Inverewe Gardens were set out in the 1800s by Mr Osgood Mackenzie, who introduced plants from all over the world, to a barren piece of land just a little north of Poolewe village. What a marvellous garden to wander in. The rhododendrons and azaleas were at their best when we visited, in May this year, and the views too through the trees were stunning. It was just a shame that it rained a lot that day otherwise we would have stayed there much longer!


Thanks to Anna Pieri and Mary mh51 Hampson for their embellies!