The first signs of Autumn have arrived in Kintyre. In the form of the familiar wind and rain. Thankfully they both stayed away for most of the summer here. But it’s strangely comforting to see them back.

Here’s a lovely song that came to mind this morning. One of my favourites, and by a guy called David Olney:

If It Wasn’t For The Wind

I hadn’t heard of David Olney before I heard this song, and I didn’t hear much about him after either. Not until I read, a year and a half ago, that he had passed away, quietly at his chair, in the middle of singing a song at a gig.

Read the story. It’s quite beautiful.

And what a way to go.