A ruined farmstead in 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 o’ Lochrie
you had woken each day o’ yer lang life
in this place and
felt,
and seen,
and experienced,
it’s wunnerfu’ –
naturalness.
Naebody aiver found a hame for that
Highlan’ Ewe that found its way tae Lochrie
In the Spring of 1864
Aifter ye had gan [gan an deed]
Yer son Sandy
gae an illustrated talk to the
Strathdon Mutual Improvement Society.
He ca’d his talk ‘The Atmosphere’.
