I’m going to aim to work backwards until I get to all the things from this summer. In theory anyway: we’ll see how that works out. But here are some photos from the week with my dad. Lots of pictures of his dog Maggie, no surprise. Some beautiful sunrises and sunsets. More on the ‘book.
The threatened clouds did not materialise so my last night as mistress of Brigadoon passed with an awesome sight indeed. The moon was so bright! Then it looked like someone started chomping it and then finally began to redden until it looked like spilled blood drying. And all the stars around it became clear again….
“Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly…
Only accessible at low tide, the island of Birsay was a viking stronghold offering safety and seclusion and gorgeous views. It’s also John Peel Day: share the music by keeping it Peel!