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Drookit
Apollo’s Temple
Let us turn to our poet’s windows
‘Two inner gates’
MARIEVILLE
Lacunar Strevelinense
Can you make sense of this?
Set in Stone
Upper Quoigs
The Roundel
Argaty Photograph Album
Dracula Salad
‘Holed out in ONE!’
BEWARE THE FLY!
This is our TUFTY day!
wilder and more memorable
‘Get your new colour brochure now!’
This too shall pass
It still takes courage to care
S Y M B O L I C
MINCE
Tam o’Shanter letter
The Echo of Friars’ Carse
By the river Teith
Let roadside flowers grow
The sparkling Tay is there!
O M P H A L O S notebook
Gala Queen
suicide cairns
Bell Tree
Brodie’s cairn
‘A man most unusually connected’
Days of the Bagnold summer
Jawhills
Eleanor Rigby
Samson’s foot mark
“In order to begin to heal”
‘Hill of the Resurrection’
The FIRM of THREE CENTURIES!
2 hours 1 minute
IMAGE [Gormley] – WORDS [Fitzgerald]
Lord [PRESERVE]
‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’
GARNGAD
464A ALLELE 12
a woman named
Uley Blues
ANGEL Inn
Scottish women writers who showed me the way
Known by this name
150 feet above the rest of us
Tak ma doon Road
In that moment
MELVENS
His creative life
SPA CLEAN to re-open
A place in Scotland’s story
The childcatcher’s bike
‘Are aulder than auld Perth’
The true content of a photograph
Made by my daughter from my old work shirts
‘These buds of love’
‘A Pair of GOLD SPECTACLES in a Tartan Case’
CLOSED
[from yesterday’s papers]
Two hundred thank yous
Cameras are clocks for seeing
Another way of telling
A roadside garden
‘the way everything has slowed down’
‘In Gordon Street’
Centaurea
Notes from HERE and THERE
I am incredibly shy
‘Herd instinct’
On the other side of the fence
do more than spell the word
Ploughgirl will be a Champion
Something of the sky
2mm
The Sisters’ Garden
No.1 Shrub Place
The Auld Gardener
Glassingall Gardener
‘Wife of Otto’
27 High Street, Dunblane
a garden above High Street
Shocking death at Bridge of Allan Station
Your imagination doesn’t need to be in lockdown
Friendly Society Fraud
A Dishonest Sweep
Peter [alias John]
Access all Ideas
Outside looking in
HERE and THERE [in the Borderland]
Crisp bag collection is world’s largest
R E E K I A N A
Keir Gardens
poetry in landscape
‘The Two Worlds Opinion’
IRONSIDE
Garden Cottage
‘The Patient Art of Fieldwalking’
Boghead
PUDDIN’
Scotland’s Silver Glen
Glen Creran gardener
Princes Street Gardens
From Scotland to Siberia
The past, the various pasts, were all present
RETROSYNTHESIS
Charlotte Square
The Devon at Cambus
DROWNED
Wordless feeling
The Past in the Present
the label says
Etherised: ‘a plodding antiquary’
When Ian explained this to me
“a dangerous condition”
“Fawn velour hat”
I had me good eye on ya the whole time!
“A public nuisance”
“A respectable looking man”
I imagined I could bring home something of the sky
Teddy bears: from their window
Hybernaculum
sightlines
‘Gardener Found Insane’
Oldest Gardener
AYE
Venturing on the Voe
‘A lover of the wayside flower’
From top to bottom
Kindness
Blossom
The Teacuis Notelets
the world is all around us
shark’s mouth
an idea
Angels
overwhelmed
‘I had to be Mr Darcy for the whole afternoon’
Bertie closed his book
Mrs Beaton
with a bit of a ‘ch’ after the ‘T’ and the ‘i’ missed out
Their destination
Teacuis notelets
Little Billy
Kilsyth Wayfarers’ Rambling Club

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