Tag Archives: Isle of Mull

Listening to the stones

It is an old friend, the stone. A friend to whom I infrequently pay my respects. This year, sand martins are flitting, wheeling and turning overhead as I make my short respectful pilgrimage. Admiring the acrobatics of the birds above, … Continue reading

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The sand-sunk boat

It’s somewhere I always approach with anticipation. That sand-sunk boat on the beach. I remember it from my childhood, when my brothers and I would run down the track towards the golden sands, bucket and spade in hand, pausing briefly … Continue reading

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The Old Woman

The Caliach or old woman. She stands on a hillside overlooking the sea, tall, thin and ancient, battered a little by the years, keeping lonely watch, millennia long. Penned in now as if there were a need to imprison and control … Continue reading

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