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By Hole Ousia Posted on March 24, 2021

Who owns the land?

This image, as printed in Scotland on Sunday, 21 March 2021, returned my thoughts to the Cabrach, and a series of films that I made long ago:

Categories: Family history, Philosophy, Scotland, This is Not yesterdayTags: 1854, a modern ruin, A pocket book [found in Cabrach, a scurvy antiquary such as I am, a vulgar eloquence, abandoned, abandoned farm, Aberdeen, actual or potential attitudes, actual or potential selves, Aldunie, Alexander McCall Smith, and feeling the only compass in life, Annalena McAfee, Antiquary, Architecture, Arts, Badly Drawn Boy, bank, beautiful summer, between the scavenger and the philosopher, Blackwater Lodge, Blackwater Shooting Lodge, body, brain, Buck, Built on the Clyde, Bundle and Go, Bursary, Cabrach, Cabrach Post Office, Cabrach Shooting lodge, Caledonian Antisyzygy, Can you unfeel that, Centenarian, Correction Wynd, Craighall castle, cut-in-half, Dauch, death, dialect, Distance and Memory, Distant Sky, divide, divides, Doric, duthchas, Easy Love, family history, farm, Fascaray, films on the Cabrach, Flight of ideas, For truly she is Nature's gentlewoman, frae weans to auld wans, Gaelic, Gamekeeper, gate, gateway, Gauch, Glenbardie, Glenbardy, Gordon bursary, gripped by an intense nostalgia for the present, hairt, Hale Bopp, Hame, he had loved maps since he was a boy, heart, history lessons - we had been taught the big facts not the minor, Hole Ousia, Home for little children, I am part of all that I have met, I was free I was affronted by freedom, Ian Hamilton Finlay, Ian McEwan, If there could be a name, Intensely Local, island, It is by living we learn, James Law, James Ross, Little Sparta, Lordism, Lordism impoverishes the land, magpie, Mary Law, mind, Modern Ruin, Morbus Fascariensis, mountains, murder, My notebook will be better than a doctor, Nan Shepherd, objective, Omphalos, Omphalos films, Ou Phrontis, Paget's disease, Patrick Geddes, Peter and Sian, Peter Davidson, Peter Gordon, Peter Gordon found a pocketbook, Peter Gordon Law, Peter J Gordon, Piano Theme, poet in a landscape, poetry and identity, Poor Old Love, Poor Old Tired Horse, post office, postmistress, Prospects bright for 'Twelfth', Queen Victoria, rainbow, rebel antiquary, Rhynie, Robert Gordon, ruin, ruins, Science, Scotland, Scots, She gangs in brawness, Shenval, shooting, Sian Fiona Williams, Silver darling, Social maverick, St Peter's Seminary, Straloch, subjective, The Antiquary, The Blossoms, The Cabrach Tragedy, the outdoors brought a sense of proportion, the places that loom large in our lives, The present order is the disorder of the future, The Rebel Antiquary, The stories of a small glen, there really was no hurry. I was going nowhere. Nowhere but here, These are the hands, This is not yesterday, to be humbled, Two Cultures, un-scottish style, Vivendo Discimus, watergaw, we have no record of the poet's reaction when he opened the door, Wind farm, write about love, writer, writers, WWI, your far dispatches bring remoteness nea

By Hole Ousia Posted on November 27, 2020

‘Miss Ironside is specialising in life’

From ‘The Quarry Wood’ by Nan Shepherd

Categories: Philosophy, Scotland, This is Not yesterday, Two culturesTags: Antiquary, By living we learn, Doric, generalism, Hole Ousia, It is by living we learn, John Macmurray, Martha, Miss Ironside, Nan Shepherd, Patrick Geddes, Peter Gordon, philosophy, Professor, professors, rebel antiquary, Scotland, Social maverick, specialisation, Specialism, Specialists, The Antiquary, The Quarry Wood, The Rebel Antiquary, Vivendo Discimus

By Hole Ousia Posted on April 15, 2020April 16, 2020

Poets lane

By chance I came across this Lane. It was in the village of Brechin but is no longer there. This lane is described in different sources as “Poets Lane” and … Continue reading Poets lane

Categories: Architecture, Medical Education, Philosophy, Poems, ScotlandTags: Alexander Laing, Antiquary, Brechin, Doric, George Gilfillan, herd boy, Hole Ousia, Omphalos, Omphalos films, poem, poet, poetry, Poets Lane, rebel antiquary, Scotland, Social maverick, The Antiquary, The Rebel Antiquary, Wayside Flowers

By Hole Ousia Posted on November 9, 2019November 9, 2019

The Aultdrachty rauchle

Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles still. Yet Aultdrachty’s watter wis’nae awas clear, an it hods a muckle saicret. Sae hearken, an hear the feech o’ the packman, … Continue reading The Aultdrachty rauchle

Categories: Family history, Poems, Royal Deeside, Scotland, This is Not yesterdayTags: Aberdeenshire, Aultdrachty, burn, Doric, Girnock, Glen Girnoc, Glen Muick, Glenmuick, humbled, Loinveg, Peter Gordon, poem, poet, poetry, Royal Deeside, smugglers, The Aultdrachty Rauchle., The stories of a small glen, umbrella makers, whisky, wolf, wolves

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