The sounds of the Garrel

Vairy early on a spring morning, the year afore last – I went luikin in the Kilsyth foothills for a God. In the Garrel Glen, a journey into experience began. … Continue reading The sounds of the Garrel

horse-rider-eagle

Yesterday morning I explored Silvermills in Edinburgh. Sadly, not very much of this once ancient village survives and the alchemical projects of James IV are all but forgotten. However I … Continue reading horse-rider-eagle

‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’

Last week, in the very early hours of Sunday morning, I went for a walk in Garrel Glen. I then followed the “Tak ma doon Road” to Kilsyth. There, wandering … Continue reading ‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’

Tak ma doon Road

In that moment.