Tag Archives: magic
Wisdom of a Broken Tree
I was walking yesterday, among the ancient twisted oaks, as the tail end of a hurricane swept across the land. I was sheltered on the forest floor, but high above me the branches bent and strained in the high wind, … Continue reading
The Birth of Magic
There’s a hill, just beyond the hill behind the last hill you can see, rolling away into the distance. On the breast of this hill magic is brewed each and every day. It rises in soft white and purple clouds … Continue reading
Royal Relics
This wonderful characterful unicorn is part of a fairytale Scottish relic commissioned by King James V. It has stood in the central courtyard of Linlithgow Palace since 1538, just one year after the young Scottish King married the sophisticated and … Continue reading
Between Earth and Sky
Between earth and sky lies the ribbon of green which supports life, and brings beauty and joy to all who walk there. The dark earth nourishes the roots, and the bright sky brings light to nourish the green leaves. This … Continue reading
Cloud Calls
Yesterday, late afternoon, the clouds parted over the hills, and more fresh blue skies and light poured down on us. The earth became a lush vivid green, which sat beautifully next to the sky blues above. However my attention was … Continue reading
Magical Skye Pools
Every spring, the ice cold snow melt from the Red Coullin tumbles down these slopes on the Isle of Skye. The pure mountain water dissolves a little of the limestone each year, creating beautiful curves and shapes all along the … Continue reading
Sun Stars
It was the end of another beautiful Scottish day, and the waves lapped lazily in soft sights onto the beach. They could hardly summon the energy to move even the tiny white shells which lay in drifts across the pale … Continue reading
Down the Mountain
Come with me on a tumble from the dark jagged peaks of Bla Bheinn (Blaven) down to the soft grassy shores of Loch Slapin, on the far south west of the Isle of Skye. Sheets of dolerite encased in gabbro, … Continue reading
Golden Dreams
Falling from cracked clouds Sunbeams spotlight mountain spines Spilling golden dreams
Spring Tales
Walk with me a while, beneath the creamy blossom trees, and I’ll tell you a tale or two about Spring and her vibrant magic. She stretches her arms wide, and pushes the cold and the darkness out to the edges … Continue reading










