As we all know, nature paints the most beautiful pictures using clouds, earth and water. Here gazing west across the Inner Sound, the waves and sun filled breeze have inspired reflections between the earth and the sky. Natures art is elevated to whole new levels in this creative space. Patiently she grew these soft whimsical tufts of bog cotton, and then reflected them by weaving cotton wool clouds in drifting lines across an azure sky. Tugged by a warm sun filled breeze the cotton balls sway, inviting closer inspection, like a trail of little fairy flags.
Don’t be tempted though, these cute bobbing hare tails mark wet shifting earth which will try to hold you fast and claim you as her own. The white shimmering flags lead to watery otherworldly paths, luring you past the point of return, deep into the peat bog. Look but be careful of getting too close, unless you know the way.
Skye shimmers like a dream across the waves, and the bog cotton art is brushed by Atlantic whispers. The low light of the setting sun fills the tufts like little laterns, and by moon light they glow and wink beneath the stars. Earth and sky reflecting each other in perfect masterpieces.
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For the fact lovers among you, the seeds and stems are edible, and an astringent medicine can be extracted from the roots and leaves. The cotton tufts themselves have been used to make paper, candle wicks and wound dressings. Bog Cotton is found growing wild all across the northern hemisphere, where soil is wet and acidic, and I’ve been attracted to it since I was a small girl. I have lost the odd Wellington boot to the bog and her beautiful art over the years!