A ruined farmstead in Glenkindie, Strathdon.
Jist aifter lunch, on the first day of a new year,
ootside yer front door
you suddenly drapped deid.
as the shepherd o’ Lochrie
you had woken each day o’ yer lang life
in this place and
it’s wunnerfu’ –
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’.