The Sabbath is still taken very seriously on the isle of Lewis in the Western Isles. There may be Sunday ferry sailings, but not much else. Now I don’t care about not being able to shop one day a week, and I appreciate that if the swimming pool is open, then someone will have […]
When I see one of these Free Church ministers on the street in Lewis, I feel like walking across the road and hitting him in the face.
Iain Crichton Smith
The Uninhabitable Earth “That the sea will become a killer is a given. Barring a radical reduction of emissions, we will see at least four feet of sea-level rise and possibly ten by the end of the century. A third of the world’s major cities are on the coast, not to mention its power plants, […]
When there is no wind, row
Aunt Julia spoke Gaelic very loud and very fast. I could not answer her — I could not understand her. She wore men’s boots when she wore any. — I can see her strong foot, stained with peat, paddling with the treadle of the spinningwheel while her right hand drew yarn marvellously out of the […]
The opposite of play is not work, it's rote
Barely a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange horses came. By then we had made our covenant with silence, But in the first few days it was so still We listened to our breathing and were afraid. On the second day The radios […]
Out of your melancholy moping, your impotence, Gaels,
(You stir the heart, you think? . . . but surely
One of the heart’s main functions is to supply the brain!)
Maya Angelou April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014
The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible,
but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore.
Vincent Van Gogh