When you live somewhere as beautiful as the Highlands, it’s all to easy to label ‘photography time’ as being from just before dawn to just after last light. That doesn’t however quite work: in midsummer it never gets completely dark and, in midwinter, light is a relative concept. But, being in a glen away from the major population centres means that we do dark skies rather well, so it’s a shame not to get out on crisp, starlit nights and sit shivering on a mountainside until something happens. Hereabouts, that includes the Moon (various phases), the Aurora Borealis (fairly regularly), the Aurora Borealis glowing through heavy cloud (more regularly), skyglow, various meteor showers and, of course, stars: lots of stars.