Friday Photo #9 The Flow Country

A bit of a cheat this week, as I am including two photographs of the same landscape, but at different scales. This is the Flow Country, a huge area of blanket bog, covering much of Caithness and Sutherland; it is…

Routine, Spanish, A Chair, and Misery.

I need to remind myself that not every post on here need be one of my Thirty-Nine Steps. Although I am well aware of the fact that, assuming I publish one of these every week, I am nearing the point…

Friday Photo #8 View From My Door

This photograph was (and probably still is) the most reblogged and liked on my tumblr account. I haven’t really used tumblr properly for some years now (which is scary, realising that it is now years). When I recently looked in…

Friday Photo #7 Red Squirrel on Scots Pine

In my experience, taking a decent photograph of a squirrel is never as easy as it should be. They, and particularly the ridiculously fast Scottish red squirrel, often turn into streaks of blurred fur. So I am a bit pleased…

Step Three: Self Assessment Pt. III

I have started this series by looking at where I am at present with relation to the past. Talk of assessment and reassessment, snippets of ideas that are fleshed out, others that drift away on the tide. I have been…

Friday Photo #4 On This Day

It seemed fitting, one hundred years to the day since the Battle of the Somme began, to share this photo of poppies. I do not like violence, I do not think it solves anything much at all. I think talking,…

I am Involved in Mankind.

I suspect I am not alone this week in sitting down, tapping away and somehow channelling frayed emotion into words. I had no intention of commenting on the result of the EU referendum. I had been tempted before the vote,…

Friday Photo #3 One Minute To Midnight

It is midsummer, here in the far far north of mainland Scotland. Caithness at this time of year is never truly dark. The simmer dim, or gloaming, keeps all as twilight throughout the scant hours the sun dips below the…