Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Here I stand, my bare feet cooling in the foaming Atlantic Ocean, after a hot afternoon working on our croft. I am wearing my favourite summer skirt, which is billowing out in the ever present breeze, making me lean forward to see my toes. The waves surge over my feet in their endless rhythm
My husband and son paddle at the water's edge. There can be no rushing and plunging headlong into the waves here; the currents are very strong and dangerous and small boys could easily be swept out towards America - the next landfall. So we stand truly on the edge of our country, gazing out to the West. Many people from here left for The New World - some willingly, but most were forced to by the Highland Clearances. The rich landowners thought that sheep were more important than the indigenous people, and so they were cleared off the land and into the emigrant ships.
But the land endures, and so do the people. Now we are reclaiming a tiny couple of acres back for ourselves. We have so many ideas, and much work to do. My husband, John, takes up his scythe and begins. ..
while James revels in the lush summer grass, hunting for bugs and flowers and hearing the steady rhythmic sound of his father mowing..
Wandering Wednesday is a beautiful new photo challenge from Nicole at GardenMama. She says:
"Lets all take notice of where our feet take us and point our cameras down to take notice of where we are planted."
It is good to reflect on where we are - in the world - in the day - in our lives. Do join in... you never know where you might end up!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
So - here are a few verbal snapshots of what i love about living here - in no particular order.
The fresh clean air.
Boys who sleep all night
Doing my weekly shopping from a van
Having to factor in an extra hour and a half to do anything, as people stop to talk all the time.
The community feeling.
The changeable weather
The wind - keeps the midges away
Being on an island
Having our own peat banks to cut our own fuel
The croft and outbuildings
Working out our plans for the croft
Visiting the Stones
Just - being here.....
The Point Agricultural Show is one of the first of several held on the Islands during the summer. Although it was not our local show, people outside the area were allowed to enter the photography section. I have never done anything like this before, and have only really been seriously taking pictures for a year or so, but I gave it a go. And guess what? I got 3 rosettes! This snap of James at The Mother camp in May won 3rd prize in the portrait section.
This picture is a favourite taken at Horgabost beach in the Isle of Harris earlier in the Spring. It won 2nd prize in the open section. I am also very honored and delighted that this photograph is the cover shot of the current The Mother magazine.
So there you go. i am so thrilled with my red, blue and yellow rosettes - our own local show is in 2 weeks time, so I will try a few more. As I am a resident in the area, I am allowed to enter other sections of the show too, so I am nursing along one of the lettuces we brought up as seedlings last month to enter, as well as a bottle of elderflower cordial, made from our own tree. It is very addictive this rural show business. Great fun and a good way to integrate into a community too.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
When I asked for my latest amazon order to be delivered to the new address on Lewis, they very kindly asked if I would prefer to pay in US dollars, that being (as they imagined) my home currency. Have I been out of contact so long that I have missed something? Have Mr Cameron and Mr Obama come to some sort of arrangement , in which the Outer Hebrides is the price? What is Mr Salmond doing abut it - does he even know? Hmmmm....
Anyway - quick post as we are back down in the Central belt for K's birthday and various appointments and stuff. Back up on the early ferry tomorrow - leaving the house at 4 am to be in time!! We should have out broadband on by the end of next week, so I will be live from Lewis then. (Assuming there have been no border checkpoints put up in the last few days)
Wondering about a change of name for the blog to fit in with the island, crofting type life. Not usre, really, because I am still an interrupted gardener - different things to distract me now.