TROSSACHS VISIT--SEPTEMBER 2015
by James L.S. Carter
In Trossachs Forests we went back again,
The Writers of the Dumbledykes to spend
Some quiet times in solitary moods
Looking at Leannach and Rob Roy woods;
The woods that we had visited in June,
Already in September, oh how soon
The changes to the general landscape scene!
Where were the bluebells that in June we'd seen?
The azure carpets that had covered o'er
The Bohcastle and Glen Finglas forest-floor
Were gone, and so sadly gone and in their place
Were bonny heather-clumps in purple shades,
At Callander we made a comfort-stop
And sweets and gossip I and Linda swap.
Then off again to see landscapes immense,
By Achray and Drunkie lochsides trees so dense,
Dense by the waters' edge to block the view
Of Ledi, Lomond, More and Ben Venue.
We witnessed -our bus-vehicle-inside-
The urbanisation of the countryside
That for so many cattle, sheep-farms cleared
By so many industries it also smeared:
Tourism, fishing, forestry to say
But three that shape the country-land today.
Of trees, we saw many in the varied greens
That filled Vennacharside and Ardside scenes.
We fantasised we owned castles, hotels
That by the woody lochsides cast their spells.
At Aberfoyle we stopped to have some teas,
Then went home and witnessed yet more trees----
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