The ATMOSPHERE

Lochrie farm, Glenkindie, Strathdon. The Atmosphere. Jist aifter lunch, on the first day of a new year, ootside yer front door you suddenly drapped deid. John Glennie, as the shepherd … Continue reading The ATMOSPHERE

Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender

I recently read Father and Son by the writer and poet  Edmund Gosse. This ‘memoir’ was written in 1907 and subtitled ‘a study of two temperaments.’ I was reminded of … Continue reading Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender

‘The shape of my library is round’

I recently read ‘Letters to Camondo’ by Edmund De Waal. In Exploring this Parisian museum it shares writing at it’s most beautiful: I was delighted to read that like Montaigne, … Continue reading ‘The shape of my library is round’

Diverted Traffic

As one of our nearest neighbours, the Fountain of Nineveh, has become a symbol of homelylove and belonging. In the 19c the village Provost put an iron Heron on top … Continue reading Diverted Traffic