Wild mountains called out to me, and pulled me in confusion to their feet. Pools of sea camomile covered my toes, filling the air with the heady scent of sleep, while soft purple clouds drifted in halos around their summits. The stories of Skye fall freshly woven from these slopes, and today the wild geese reminded me of the Norse princess sleeping eternally at the soft peak of Beinn na Cailleach. She listens still to the whispered prayers rising from the glens, granting sweet summer puddles of honey and heather. Tiny bursts of apricot light gave fleeting highlights to the already dramatic landscape, and somewhere behind me the sea whispered of the past and the road home.
Hi, I'm Seonaid, and I share my home on the shores of Loch Ness deep in the Scottish Highlands with my husband, my son and a couple of dogs. I love art which is here now and gone tomorrow...like food and nature...but also have a passion for vintage and the ancient past! Nature is my favourite muse, with her wild ever shifting seasons. I have been using and teaching mindfulness and relaxation for over 12 years, and have yet to become any sort of expert :-) I'm a Psychotherapist and Cancer Support Specialist in Maggies Highlands
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Glorious. You find the most enchanting places.
Thanks Brenda, and I was enchanted here. It’s such a beautiful and peaceful spot with layers of the past and all its secrets drifting just beyond reach in the air…..
That’s how I feel, too, in such places. 🙂
Can you imagine the fun the fairies would have if we were somewhere enchanted together 😉
LOL What a great idea! 🙂
A wonderful rich landscape of mystery.
Gilly you would love it, mystery whispers from beneath each rock and blade of grass…
You have captured the dramatic mood of Skye, and the sky, so very beautifully xx
Thanks Kellie…the sky and Skye merge endlessly in the rolling clouds!
Certainly a sight to inspire poetic utterances – and it did!
It really did!! Hard to avoid really….
You can blame anything – as long as you go on writing and putting your spells on us…Beautiful. And I like your new approach with more moodiness. Photos and words go so well together, as usual. Skye is inspirational and you use it wisely! See you Sunday – I’ll mail you again – can’t wait!
Lovely comment, it made me smile…..and I’m so looking forward to your visit. Xx
I have sent a mail.
Reminds me of my August visit to Bonnie Scotland in 2012. Just beautiful. 👍
Great Simon…trying to capture the essence of Skye can be like chasing mist! So its great to hear it evoked memories for you
That is so lyrical. Your words paint a visual picture in my mind and the photo is stunning.
Thanks for the lovely feedback, I’m trying some different things with the photos at the moment….more moody!!
You have certainly captured the moody sky
Wonderful, thank you, as ever. We will be pretty much city-bound over the next few weeks, taking in the festivals/fringe etc, so it is lovely to have things like your blog to help remind us of the beauty of Scotland further afield.
Oh yes it’s that time of year again!! The madness of Edinburgh during The Festival….I’ll keep dreaming of Skye amongst it all 🙂
So mystical!! It is almost unreal!
Thanks….it does often feel unreal or otherworldly on the Isle of Skye…such a wild mix of mountains and clouds….with a little sprinkle of summer flowers 🙂
How magical – the photo and your words weave a spell
Hey Suzanne, that’s great to here….exactly what I was aiming for….the space cast a spell on me that day too 🙂
Words are so beautiful. Love this image. 🙂
Thanks Amy, the clouds were wonderful this day….sweeping me off into my imagination 🙂
Your imagery and words are magnificent as usual. If you have time check out my blog as I have added some pictures of my area. Sadly, my photography is not as gifted as yours.
I’ll pop over now and take a look Gwynn, but I’m sure as always you will have woven a lovely post….even before looking 🙂
You sew words together so seamlessly! Loving the photography too 🙂
Thanks so much Casey….the just come spilling out. I blame the wild earth beneath my toes!