Author Archives: greenmackenzie
My Granny the Philosopher
My Scottish Granny used to say to me when I was upset…”It’s not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters”. I remember dropping a little jug of milk I was trying to place on a … Continue reading
Edge of the Day
I walked this evening towards the setting sun, and it’s soft apricot light which filled the sky and made my heart ache with an unknown longing. It was as though I could feel the earth turning beneath my feet, and … Continue reading
Tolerating mess
Yesterday a friend popped over, and she said she didn’t know how we could be bothered with the mess the dogs make…..now admittedly our home wasn’t looking at its best….we had been for a long 2 hour beach walk and … Continue reading
Weekly Photo Challenge (Merge)
I love the liminal space of the beach where land and sea merge in an ever-shifting mix. ….especially a sandy beach, which is a perfect merge of both water and earth ….and in the distance the ocean and the sky … Continue reading
Golden Age of Journalism
I love this doorway…. It spills out of the bottom of the old towering sandstone building, right in the heart of Edinburgh, which used to house the local newspaper – The Scotsman. It is minutes from Wavelry Station, where the … Continue reading
The Power of Softness
I took a long walk on the beach today, streaching my legs into long strides, and my toes deep into soft sand. There was a lovely breeze, and most other walkers were wrapped up in warm jackets and boots, I … Continue reading
Eileen Donnan Castle
Eileen Donnan Castle.
Pictish footsteps
We took a walk along the shores of Loch Duich to this amazing iron age broch. Its called Caisteal Grugaig (or Dun Totaig) Broch, and is well off the beaten track on a lonely peninsula, looking across Loch Duich and … Continue reading
Wake up and spot your pearl…..
Wake up and spot your pearl…… Today I found myself talking to someone who is going to die soon. A mother of young children, wife and scholl teacher…but she has run out of treatment options for her cancer. It left … Continue reading
Sticky Willow
Having spent the afternoon wrestling with the sticky willow (also known as Goose Grass) in my garden, I have found new levels of respect and of hatred for this cunning weed. I swear there was none to been seen this … Continue reading










