Paving the runway

High in the air, Elizabeth at three days old was wrapped tightly within my arms. Her eyes had not opened to the world for some time as the continuous hum of the small aircraft was keeping her asleep. My body was battle weary and the coolness of the window brought some relief as my forehead […]

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Moving to the Hebrides

Opening the back door for the Cat to venture out, I stood breathing in the stillness of the morning air as the grass heavy with a thick spreading of dew slept on.  A beautiful but deceiving morning, perfect midgey weather. Usually the horrible little things don’t bother me. I get bitten here and there but […]

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The weavers tale

A fiery red orange sun, swimming through the dawn like a large brass penny. Set the glass at the back of the house blazing. Tracing the clouds above in gold leaf. At the front a heavy sea mist still hung over the waters of Port Charlotte, like a thick velvet curtain shut on the final […]

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Journey to the Hebrides

As the air has warmed and the wind has died, the midges have descended. Its a sure sign of summer arriving in the Hebrides, even when the sky does not always mirror it. Small tiny flies with one hell of a bite leaving one hell of an itch. Wrapping its way around the island the […]

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