Category Archives: ancient sites
Light Catchers
It was late afternoon, about an hour before sunset, as I headed out along the path through Roslin Glen. To begin with I walked in the shadows, with tiny slivers of light occasionally piercing through the layers of trees. The … Continue reading
End of Days
The sun set behind Linlithgow Palace It’s dying rays pleading across the freezing earth A vain attempt to hold the dark at bay. Its warming powers gone, Light its only weapon, Defeat was certain, but shed no tears, For the … Continue reading
Rock Layers
There’s a place, along the South East Coast of Scotland, where the rocks have been folded in soft red layers. The folded rock has then been twisted and turned, until the layers lie at strange and unusual angles to the … Continue reading
Sweet Chestnuts of Roslin
Deep in the old woods of Roslin Valley there live two very ancient tree ents. In the green shaded light of the summer woods you can make out their limbs and faces, which have grown here for over 400 years. … Continue reading
Roslin Waters
Black waters of forgetfulness Whipped to cream in rocky pools Echoing with ancient tales of the grail. Shrouded in coats of moss Water carved rocks rest eternally Under the hushed gaze of a seer. Past reflections offering answers From the … Continue reading
Echoes of Thundering Pool
Here are the rest of the photos I took at Thundering Pool in Northumberland a couple of weeks ago. The light is dim in the shaded hollow, and all the rocks are twisted and wrinkled into faces and shapes from … Continue reading
Thundering Pool
Tucked away in a northern corner of Northumberland lies the atmospheric Roughting Linn. The name has Gaelic roots, meaning thundering pool, and it has an undoubtedly mystical atmosphere. The path tumbles down almost unseen, from a farm track, through a … Continue reading
Freshly Poured
As the sun turns up the temperature we all need access to fresh drinking water, and here in Scotland we have some of the worlds best quality water running freely through our rivers. Heading for a cooling riverside walk is … Continue reading
Stone Sentinals
High above the waters of the Inner Sound Pink sandstone lies in exposed wrinkles Freshly cracked and brittle after each new winter The snow and ice reveal the mountains naked shoulders. These broken pieces of her body Gathered by awe … Continue reading
The Sanctuary of Applecross
There’s a tide licked bay which looks West towards the Hebrides. Filled with pink sand , and cupped in the hands of the high mountains. It’s soft warm breezes blow thousands of miles across open ocean, from the Caribbean, before … Continue reading










