tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80759440229227688562024-02-02T04:44:31.638-08:00The Road NorthFor the past year Alec Finlay and Ken Cockburn have travelled through Scotland, guided by the Japanese poet Basho, whose Oku-no-Hosomichi (Narrow Road to the Deep North) is one of the masterpieces of travel literature. Ken and Alec left Edinburgh on 16 May 2010 – the same date that Basho and his companion Sora departed Edo in 1689 – and will celebrate the culmination of their year-long journey in Glasgow, on 15 May 2011.The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-50185212210063041882012-01-01T02:24:00.000-08:002012-02-01T05:13:45.363-08:00(54) Sora’s Epilogue<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br />The dry tone and rich supple vigorous style keep me immersed in reading the <span style="font-style: italic;">Oku-no-hosomichi</span>, sometimes arising and clapping or lying down, stirred to the core. Once had my raincoat on, eager to go on a like journey, and then again content to sit imagining those rare sights. What a hoard of feelings, Kojin jewels, has his brush depicted! Such a journey! Such a man! Pity only that he turns wearier and more and more white comes tingeing his brows.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...............</span>written by Soryu<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.................</span>(early summer<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...................</span>seventh year of the Genroku).<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidheBvwhin7gwFJlu4vvrPxmQV8sR_77BNI6KtM1hyphenhyphenOTG9ya6qJZ074YjMaFXGJlzBVDTOcBkGizmWGPO7yONBxOCOjHVpx7qCyE-g2jmBCJVFNbbNoKRtKs_uZrk5_j8juUgMb5YDGrXL/s1600/51+sake+cups+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidheBvwhin7gwFJlu4vvrPxmQV8sR_77BNI6KtM1hyphenhyphenOTG9ya6qJZ074YjMaFXGJlzBVDTOcBkGizmWGPO7yONBxOCOjHVpx7qCyE-g2jmBCJVFNbbNoKRtKs_uZrk5_j8juUgMb5YDGrXL/s320/51+sake+cups+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693460788772668498" border="0" /></a><br />photograph: Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><div><b>our Epilogue</b></div><div><br /></div><div>And so, many months on from the ending, we append our Epilogue, beginning with the last journey</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTR8krGI35TE1uSgMau_zg_VoD1KzWeiZeTnkLSUPSZpqengESGMRPcY1du33WFmayF150iyLn_otAV2rRXG0SQ0tNypNbUTmzAsjwdlyTZjTDx_nuUVDaGs-2UfpndGYpGcf1RqVMk4zr/s1600/Lindisfarne+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTR8krGI35TE1uSgMau_zg_VoD1KzWeiZeTnkLSUPSZpqengESGMRPcY1du33WFmayF150iyLn_otAV2rRXG0SQ0tNypNbUTmzAsjwdlyTZjTDx_nuUVDaGs-2UfpndGYpGcf1RqVMk4zr/s320/Lindisfarne+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693455301634612178" border="0" /></a><br />photograph: Luke Allan, 2011<br /><br />Back when we were planning the route, pairing off the stations one-by-one, Ken said that the last view should be mine, of Lindisfarne, seen from the train south at the end of the last day. So it came to pass.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjXLEEQ2Mset6TZ-9kLWpP9M9j2a6MmqrZ0Fx_VTDyR21sdued46mw9QMipaVTwvf1tazG6zAvaFVDNzKQPRuZ3ZCSwJDNlW2NG3iFi_lfzQqwciXG3DmqQaQRmpZQJ0JMi5Bwb512Ttl/s1600/%252854%2529+epilogue+%253A+keemun+hao+ya+%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjXLEEQ2Mset6TZ-9kLWpP9M9j2a6MmqrZ0Fx_VTDyR21sdued46mw9QMipaVTwvf1tazG6zAvaFVDNzKQPRuZ3ZCSwJDNlW2NG3iFi_lfzQqwciXG3DmqQaQRmpZQJ0JMi5Bwb512Ttl/s320/%252854%2529+epilogue+%253A+keemun+hao+ya+%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693460967693262450" border="0" /></a><br />tea-moon, Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />Thereabouts Luke and I exchanged gifts on the train, and sipped the final tea, a thermos of Keemun Hao Ya.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6evlncm-EojluVfBxs9OnDOkYBBWYwvhTODO-TOWak2xXu4wVXcdzD_V98ldAs52ClOgghh3uy49NOv5GQwFYj_ImXZifrW0rFhs4OM__N2MCD96zypIO-BQ_J1Lu7x5KOlsl3NhRFuON/s1600/hokku%252C+he+gives+me+marmalade.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6evlncm-EojluVfBxs9OnDOkYBBWYwvhTODO-TOWak2xXu4wVXcdzD_V98ldAs52ClOgghh3uy49NOv5GQwFYj_ImXZifrW0rFhs4OM__N2MCD96zypIO-BQ_J1Lu7x5KOlsl3NhRFuON/s320/hokku%252C+he+gives+me+marmalade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693455318752592658" border="0" /></a><br />photograph: Luke Allan, 2011<br /><br />he gives me marmalade<br />I give him whisky<br />we’re both happy<br /><br />Enough for a final libation.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i>(AF)</i></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div>Leavings</span><br /><br />‘After an era of drawing maps of the United States my companion took to drawing maps of the world, supporting them by mermaids and making them fly by north-westerly and north-easterly angels, and he wrote original couplets and hid them in hollow trees and under stones. As Shelley made paper boats in the Bay of Naples he made maps and hid them—his pet hobby for a number of days.<br />One verse asked Atlas if he did not find the world heavier since the Treaty of Versailles.<br />“I hope you made a copy of it before hiding it," said I.<br />"Oh, no; stray leaves of poetry, rewards for seekers," said he. Celebrated mountaineers have been putting copper boxes with their signatures on the tops of the mountains this year; Vachel has been leaving original poems in the valleys.<br /><br />From <span style="font-style: italic;">To The World’s End</span>: XVIII. Making Maps of the World<br /><br /></div><div>Reluctant to relinquish the enterprise entirely, I sent a few final labels out into the world, to some of the topographies we hadn’t reached. I’ve become accustomed to the experience of others taking the poems on to places I can’t access, so much so that it has almost become an intrinsic, even natural, aspect of the process by which this artwork was made.</div><div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(I) Sado, St Kilda</span><br /><br /></div><div>When I heard Kathleen Jamie was off to St Kilda there was the chance to sew those islands together with Basho’s Sado. I sent KJ a wee parcel of poem-labels and she replied:<br /><br />‘Ah, but Basho has been to St Kilda. I took his Works there on my last visit three years ago, enamoured of the idea that he was taking the North gait in 1685, and Martin Martin was sailing the Isles in 1695. Brothers in wandering. There was a snowy owl on St Kilda then, white of course, it favoured a particular rocky overhang, and would stand there, as I thought, like a priest at the door of a shrine. One label will be cast adrift in the manner of the old St Kilda mail-boats.</div><div><br />This time I'm taking '<i>The Selected Poems of Li Po</i>'. </div><div><br /></div><div>And I'm going to buy a camera on Monday, because I don't possess one.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBKFjJ5P8FGe_5WhPd9mXfcQmJ05SDnh3aeqB05Ygyx-cvMAX7jC-HDnPfldZ65TRwAQG2iM1PyUwLjt1re6b_oY7xUtnoWHL35i5nBNkXX-Yujsk4-d3ij9j3elO66XzL7DfBcsvvoQc/s1600/St+Kilda+Sado+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSBKFjJ5P8FGe_5WhPd9mXfcQmJ05SDnh3aeqB05Ygyx-cvMAX7jC-HDnPfldZ65TRwAQG2iM1PyUwLjt1re6b_oY7xUtnoWHL35i5nBNkXX-Yujsk4-d3ij9j3elO66XzL7DfBcsvvoQc/s320/St+Kilda+Sado+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695570912013638706" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span><span style="color: 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style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>blink<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqAxbwQ-E-voBWHqlCyfW9HRZ933MP8Qi-AQbzwdRWfIKA8DOnvhr7T6hdb5J7yzhFlzr3R2_f2B1o8tB8jwNQjhFe__2yCWPICekCwOzMgclLrisH7IWHAQefzQ8miIzokJrLkEpjk8E/s1600/St+Kilda+Sado+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqAxbwQ-E-voBWHqlCyfW9HRZ933MP8Qi-AQbzwdRWfIKA8DOnvhr7T6hdb5J7yzhFlzr3R2_f2B1o8tB8jwNQjhFe__2yCWPICekCwOzMgclLrisH7IWHAQefzQ8miIzokJrLkEpjk8E/s320/St+Kilda+Sado+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461275619102882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />wings beat the winds bear the wings<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSCyfBrj12RXrtxEYmzbP-lXHHFhes3Nk96q-tiwt5LiIh845KRWdU759uwISnyO9_UWA8szmyI5k39f5HwroAI-HvutOsg7R8gFGxr9wEWtVL_YDR0-_AT_Y-ynE8JmA8WrQpKfWhqAbn/s1600/St+Kilda+Sado+3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSCyfBrj12RXrtxEYmzbP-lXHHFhes3Nk96q-tiwt5LiIh845KRWdU759uwISnyO9_UWA8szmyI5k39f5HwroAI-HvutOsg7R8gFGxr9wEWtVL_YDR0-_AT_Y-ynE8JmA8WrQpKfWhqAbn/s320/St+Kilda+Sado+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461279087190338" border="0" /></a><br />St Kilda / Sado, poems AF; photographs Kathleen Jamie, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(II) Shetland</span><br /><br />To Jen, in Shetland. (A link to her road north poem for Tingwall appears in the Intimations, below).<br /><br />Hello Alec<br /><br />I got your postcard and label, ta. I have got a lovely raised beach behind my house; I'll go out very soon, soon as the wind dies down a bit; it's been wild. Today or the next I'd think. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34ZuflzZ5VY_Ql6WZvxHUoFGwR1HwdX1UJWw_z-JCWH-rrKlD2YRByS55ArJD5W4MW6BcICswPglYOmRoRSqSPB_e9HuytVMvlihyphenhyphenMmnE8CUuLiycM5T-dFqdHV0P8R-TgyFIJ8heHDad/s1600/Jen+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34ZuflzZ5VY_Ql6WZvxHUoFGwR1HwdX1UJWw_z-JCWH-rrKlD2YRByS55ArJD5W4MW6BcICswPglYOmRoRSqSPB_e9HuytVMvlihyphenhyphenMmnE8CUuLiycM5T-dFqdHV0P8R-TgyFIJ8heHDad/s320/Jen+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693459995035071122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />fucoid wrack grips the stone<br />giving wind and wave</div><div><br />grasp to drift and drop it<br />at the high water mark<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAyhZwqCZeGlpTcXkbMJYGkw6s4yYLC9lHYYL19G4NAHuUik8kjfEGVWVjTx60Rl4_WOpxTkNGo38KyNj4rtr7A6VCD2nabnjzt_aKhJnR5hQd9ArCpM94T9Tk7TykD58p_gORRrW0o_2/s1600/Jen+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAyhZwqCZeGlpTcXkbMJYGkw6s4yYLC9lHYYL19G4NAHuUik8kjfEGVWVjTx60Rl4_WOpxTkNGo38KyNj4rtr7A6VCD2nabnjzt_aKhJnR5hQd9ArCpM94T9Tk7TykD58p_gORRrW0o_2/s320/Jen+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693459991229314082" border="0" /></a><br />poem, AF; photographs Jen Hadfield, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(III) Orkney</span><br /><br />Next to Peebo in Orcadia, more beach poems, all of which were inspired by the pioneer ecologist Frank Fraser Darling.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhFCR1ygxNjzv9FsxLTS9mCOI1UTAMb9ssFHF1E6oTfYaesdz3uWmNnyvmgQMLCQgYw_wqsRqNgChPee3jl0_CK1w85gbkpj4wD6ysklJr259hQPDhD-Jwm9zWLBdYhRJVmWOdOhTPwIw/s1600/Peebo+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhFCR1ygxNjzv9FsxLTS9mCOI1UTAMb9ssFHF1E6oTfYaesdz3uWmNnyvmgQMLCQgYw_wqsRqNgChPee3jl0_CK1w85gbkpj4wD6ysklJr259hQPDhD-Jwm9zWLBdYhRJVmWOdOhTPwIw/s320/Peebo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693455948734675234" border="0" /></a><br /><br />clean sand is beautiful<br />but being littoral<br />birds want mud<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiomPLe4lRR7FcMwCSJnJ1kIkRZeEnoGj6wxGZFA6qq59xu9cIDumQvL_miLEpbEF7Qc-3GtBFEl8wQDXDnoFx4ZElaSfXxJCFA6fBU0hafw07w9gVnOYmAI38xSM73daosNWxMN4i3430p/s1600/Peebo+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiomPLe4lRR7FcMwCSJnJ1kIkRZeEnoGj6wxGZFA6qq59xu9cIDumQvL_miLEpbEF7Qc-3GtBFEl8wQDXDnoFx4ZElaSfXxJCFA6fBU0hafw07w9gVnOYmAI38xSM73daosNWxMN4i3430p/s320/Peebo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695571911233462322" border="0" /></a><br /><br />knotted wrack<br />quieting, darkening<br />the tidal wood<br /><br />poems, AF; photographs Alistair Peebles, 2011</div><div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(IV) On Kirsty</span><br /><br />Off the shore, Pat & Andy Law sailed the Kirsty, with a stowaway woven poem<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbsPO3C6whwZVd9QbMN4o03Yh1i476EA-HA7qBGOw15FI5RL1zA_28_n8QrgWp5XONLD7iNrjKeYhnrMlQsphqZu71pKZ88spAlhU9VnE5f8e08KaTi-vhT5g-aCSsIB0XoPx4Wf7-3gw/s1600/26+it+won%2527t+happen....jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbsPO3C6whwZVd9QbMN4o03Yh1i476EA-HA7qBGOw15FI5RL1zA_28_n8QrgWp5XONLD7iNrjKeYhnrMlQsphqZu71pKZ88spAlhU9VnE5f8e08KaTi-vhT5g-aCSsIB0XoPx4Wf7-3gw/s320/26+it+won%2527t+happen....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695572506903436994" border="0" /></a><br />'this won't happen without you'<br />woven poem, AF; photograph Pat law, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(V) Glasgow</span><br /><br />To Amy, in Glasgow, a Kasane label, her name 'little pink', sewn in little green<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZVJuH8le3E6LxiXK2y-sxeE5YPOdaqWsHnGgtLyZGKNDPpzbYBTmHQ2clqLqxlUL676RJkCTmY0Cx-fTEBUBBgjiSAtlX32nFuiIZkP7nS_QakKTP3WstvhmFTUFSdSBY3UZpvexoSoXk/s1600/Kasane+%2528Amy%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZVJuH8le3E6LxiXK2y-sxeE5YPOdaqWsHnGgtLyZGKNDPpzbYBTmHQ2clqLqxlUL676RJkCTmY0Cx-fTEBUBBgjiSAtlX32nFuiIZkP7nS_QakKTP3WstvhmFTUFSdSBY3UZpvexoSoXk/s320/Kasane+%2528Amy%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693455327971943794" border="0" /></a><br />Kasane woven poem, Alec Finlay; sewing and photograph, Amy Todman, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(VI) Assynt</span><br /><br />And finally the far north-west, which we regretted not reaching. This photograph, taken by Issie MacPhail near Clashmor, also inspired by Fraser Darling, and in proximity to his isle Tanara Mor.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyjCbNHhyphenhyphen_oIaefeB4rRfFRcbCRpRvzAdyHmCt8t_XGYlfMN8wQ_5dzBXILSxYC0-m-uz2TZ1W6fGd5nf5Ah8Jlt_P_KYI1cEJ8c83ofcEnpfzNOdyWc4jqcNE24v9cQPqdLPRcoPPfXE/s1600/Issie+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyjCbNHhyphenhyphen_oIaefeB4rRfFRcbCRpRvzAdyHmCt8t_XGYlfMN8wQ_5dzBXILSxYC0-m-uz2TZ1W6fGd5nf5Ah8Jlt_P_KYI1cEJ8c83ofcEnpfzNOdyWc4jqcNE24v9cQPqdLPRcoPPfXE/s320/Issie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693459015939213570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />without spiky<br />marram grass<br /><br />there would be no<br />rich machair<br /><br />poem, AF; photograph, Isobel MacPhail<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chonzie's change of circumstances</span><br /><br />‘eager to go on a like journey, and then again content to sit imagining those rare sights’<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........</span>– Sora<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqLU1plAb_Dfsi7-p4z1RgnLliJhVHRZsFrF7RdIBC6tXfdjVqdkIaz0_yrAPNITl8U4VID7dOgGzCqVFE5116MY_JdbVBHPwjjwPiTb-0Kwd4dAx94HDiXaoQtpkSPUZSEjN8ifAJG34G/s1600/postcard+june%252C+shady+hosomichi.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqLU1plAb_Dfsi7-p4z1RgnLliJhVHRZsFrF7RdIBC6tXfdjVqdkIaz0_yrAPNITl8U4VID7dOgGzCqVFE5116MY_JdbVBHPwjjwPiTb-0Kwd4dAx94HDiXaoQtpkSPUZSEjN8ifAJG34G/s320/postcard+june%252C+shady+hosomichi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693459493537976722" border="0" /></a><br />'shady hosomichi'<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />Last June I moved across the city, north to south, from a hill view to Hill View. I left behind a second-floor vista that stretched from the Easter Road stadium across Arthur’s Seat, Salisbury Crags and Calton Hill all the way round to the castle. Seagulls provided the soundtrack – a nesting pair colonised the roof of the single-storey building opposite, keeping shoatie from the lamposts. At Hill View, ground floor with a small, hedged front garden, if you stood in the front-room bay and peered right you could just glimpse Blackford Hill. I’d been with Lorna for nearly three years, and this was us, and Holly, her nine year-old, moving in together.<br /><br />The flit was hard work. I’d spent five and a half years in the old flat, initially a bolthole after I separated from Tamsin. I’d gone through a divorce there, found and lost new relationships, and watched my kids work their way through school, making the shift from primary to secondary, from secondary to college. Suitcase in hand, I’d locked its dark green door when I left for Bratislava or Fraserburgh, unlocked it again when I returned from Kirkwall or Berlin.<br /><br />Even if the flit became woven in to the narrative of <span style="font-style: italic;">The Road North</span>, a re-enactment of Basho leaving behind his hut in Edo, and even if I did feel it was high time to move on, packing boxes and then lugging them down the tenement’s worn stone stairs felt like the loss of a slowly garnered order, more precarious than I had realised.<br /><br />Hill View’s front-room became study and spare bedroom. We had a sitting/dining room that led out to a wee back garden, and to a narrow unheated kitchen; then there was our room, and Holly’s room. Lorna moved in first, unpacked, made an initial order, which my arrival unbalanced and overloaded.<br /><br />After that, the first road trip with Eck came as something of a relief. The simplicity of living out of a suitcase, of studying a library of a dozen books and maps, of going for walks. Ever generous, the days unfolded their delights – river-swimming, hill-walking, poeming outdoors – Basho and Sora prompting us all the while from the wings, encouraging us to speak and act beyond what we might have done alone, nudging us towards <span style="font-style: italic;">ginko</span>, 'walking to write poems'.<br /><br />I extended the summer travels with a solo trip to Stornoway, and a week in Krakow with Lorna and members of Zielony Balonik, a Polish book group based in Edinburgh, so it wasn’t until November that I spent much time at Hill View. By that time Lorna, who too had had her own place before the flit, was used to having it to herself, and we found that the house was smaller and colder than we had imagined back in spring. A year, I thought, I have to give this at least a year. Snow fell early and, unusually, stayed. The summer journeys seemed to disappear over the horizon, especially after the last blog (and I kept putting it off) was written.<br /><br />We had a difficult week when Judith, my sister, who lives in Killin, came to stay. She was beginning a course of chemotherapy at the Western General, for a brain tumour diagnosed in those early days on the road. The street is a bus-route, so the snow-ploughs had cleared it, pushing snow against the parked cars, where it refroze; extricating the car from compacted snow was a real struggle. One day it became a community effort, neighbours and the bus-stop queue all mucking in. But somehow, slowly, we made it there and made it back, one day after another, and at the end of the week I drove her back to Killin, on a day when the roads were clear.<br /><br />My daughter Isobel lives with her mother on the north side of town. Coming to the hill view was an easy bus trip, or a walk from school. She’d been used to coming with me to visit Lorna in her old flat not far from Hill View, so the journey was familiar to her. But it was a long bus trip plus a walk, and I missed her dropping by as and when, for lunch before Friday afternoon drama, or after Saturday morning hockey. I missed just sitting companionably with her, playing gin rummy or watching <span style="font-style: italic;">Neighbours</span>.<br /><br />I still had that notional year in my head, but day-to-day the difficulties mounted. We wanted different things, needed to live our lives in different ways. <span style="font-style: italic;">Should I stay or should I go?</span> asked The Clash, and as neither of us could say, <span style="font-style: italic;">stay</span>, come February I was ringing the letting agencies. The month between putting down a deposit and flitting was an odd interlude, theory without practice. April came, and it was time to take the books down from the shelves, box and pack them in the hire-van. Angus helped me shift them across town, south to north, and ground floor to ground floor made things easier. We even got lucky with the roadworks – the <span style="font-style: italic;">No Parking</span> notices were up but the works hadn’t begun, so we were able to park by the stair door.<br /><br />That first evening as darkness fell I sat among the boxes, wondering if I’d done the right thing. The windows framed a back-green enclosed by an uncultivated slope. Angus and his kids came round after swimming, Isobel visited the next morning, Lorna and Holly on Sunday. I enjoyed hosting them, and soon it started to build its own history, develop its own style, reveal its character. The Garden Flat. Beyond the nearby supermarket I explored the cycle path, the park, the riverside scenic route, discovered the second-hand furniture store, the wifi cafés, the Egyptian frieze, the slug-like vintage Peugot.<br /><br />Isobel comes for Saturday brunch, Lorna relaxes on the sofa, Eck stays over en route to the far north, Holly likes the rocking chair, I sit out in the back-green with Angus while he smokes. It’s not a warm flat, and I can’t see myself wintering here, but it’s home for now.<br /><br />The transition mirrors that of Judith, who has been through a difficult separation and move. Last summer, from her own Hillview, she overlooked Loch Tay, while this she sees no further than the finches feeding in her garden. She’s down in the village, in amongst it all, near the shops and the hotel. When Eck and I made our final road-trip last month we ate with her and her kids in her new dining-room. She’s been to stay at the Garden Flat, and we spent a warm afternoon in the nearby Botanics, strolling in the Chinese garden, feeling the waterfall’s coolness, sitting in pleasant shade.<br /><br />These past days I’ve been recalling this same week a year ago, when we made our first road trip, which feels much closer again. Day by day… Acharn, Aberfeldy, Bruar, Glen Lyon, Schiehallion, Sma’ Glen, Dunira, Dundurn, Dalchonzie, Dunkeld… I’ve strong memories of the Schiehallion climb, but what I’d forgotten until now was the rest of that day – the Croft Moraig stone circle, lunch at the Watermill, a walk uphill to St David’s Well, a swim in the Tay. As I write, a year ago we were breakfasting and packing the car at Margaret and Gonzalo’s house at Dunira, just starting to realise that renga and QR weren’t the way forward, our eyes and our minds opened and tuned by our encounters and by a new practice.<br /><br />Here the windows overlook a neat back green of shrubs and clothes lines, extended by a wild embankment of nettles, bramble and elder, home to foxes who emerge at twilight, canny adults and playful cubs. During the day the garden’s animated by blackbirds, thrushes, doves and grey squirrels. The seagulls keep their distance.<br /><br />Edinburgh, June 2011<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i>(KC)</i></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eck's Inverianvie </span><br /><br />The memories I want to share are here.<br /><b><br /></b>pulling my legs<br />along with my eyes<br />drawing a straight line<br /><br />in-between grey-<br />clitched boulders<br />and tarry puddles<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />when your boots<br />get bent<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />to the white noise<br />of the waterfall<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />with a dream<br />of the lochan<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />as far as the name-<br />lost glen<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />kist beneath Carn<br />an Lochain Dubh<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />sensing skyline<br />after skyline<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />anticipating every<br />bend of the river<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />this far, this close<br />to the water<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />part way up Inverianvie<br />or part-way down<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />wherever we are now<br />I can go no further<br /><br />looking back<br />down the path<br />to the sea<br /><br />letting go the loch<br />I pour the tea<br />thinking of dear<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span>Tom</span><br /><br />still giving illumination<br />as language flickered<br />and dimmed<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">poetry is still beautiful</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />taking me with it</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">quiet but still something</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />ground, river and sea</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">my body my tree</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">after that it becomes<br /><br />simply the world<br /><br /></span>accepting the mountains<br />will remain maybe<br />always too high<br /><br />reeling in the grip<br />of fatigue<br />I nod to the 2 climbers<br /><br />as they pass<br />headed out<br />sullen with exhaustion<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span>been in far?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span>four days</span><br /><br />I’m too shy to ask<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">what did you see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">how bad was the weather?</span><br /><br />now I’ve to find<br />my way out this glen<br />back by the waterfall<br /><br />leaving my wishes to<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />over the next rise<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">walk on, walk on</span><br />around that next bend<br />to Loch a Mhadaidh Mor<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">descent from Inverianvie</span><br /><br />there will always be<br />some distances<br />I can only imagine<br /><br />so I follow the path<br />of what’s real<br />seeing how the world<br /><br />around us<br />has begun to look<br />as it really is<br /><br />allowing new thoughts<br />to flourish in the verges<br />catch on briars<br /><br />slip into dirty ditches<br />knowing how the path<br />from making<br /><br />to accepting<br />always has to begin<br />with making<br /><br />I wind a few words<br />round the stalks<br />of plaited bog-grasses<br /><br />and green rushes<br />hooking the knot<br />over the spike<br /><br />pulling the bow tight<br />on the seed-head<br />take aim with the camera<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Counterpane</span><br /><br />I take a long look<br />back at rocky wastes<br />and tussocky paths<br />from Pillow Hill<br /><br />so long a stranger<br />struggling with<br />the stinging lactic<br />that shadowed<br /><br />so many walks<br />I’ve found other<br />ways to wander<br />in the wilds<br /><br />other ways to be<br />where Suzanne said<br />I could never belong<br />sharing the warmth<br /><br />of Ken’s quiet company<br />or sitting by the fire<br />counting 6,<br />7, 8, no, that’s <span style="font-style: italic;">9</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">hours</span><br /><br />he's been gone<br />plodding up Schiehallion<br />and down Slioch<br />carrying my eyes with him<br /><br />while I walk<br />along the old paths<br />at whatever pace<br />I’m able<br /><br />running my fingernails<br />around the contour-lines<br />gauging the incline<br />and pain<br /><br />that will result<br />letting myself ponder<br />what would I have been<br />well, a climber, father to?<br /><br />would we could<br />live our lives<br />as a novel<br />read backwards<br /><br />secure in our ending<br />as a tied rope<br />or taut stay<br />each strand untwisting<br /><br />a moment<br />tense with shock<br />giddy for joy<br />when love becomes<br /><br />our delirious ending<br />we slowly un-wind<br />to the tight knot<br />of that familiar<br /><br />difficult beginning<br />would we could glimmer<br />the perfect form<br />of an idea<br /><br />emerging complete<br />in its own right<br />from out some vague<br />insubstantial object<br /><br />only every now and then<br />we may be brave<br />enough to dare<br />a handstand<br /><br />emptying out our<br />pockets, seeing<br />inside a world<br />turned upsidedown<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Notes </span><br /><br />The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Inverianvie</span> interlude is from a long poem reflecting on <span style="font-style: italic;">the road north</span>, that Ken and I have nearly completed.<br /><br />The <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/12/42-inverianvie.html">Inverianvie</a> River flows from Loch a Mhadiadh Mor to Gruinard Bay.<br /><br />Notes to the poem: '<span style="font-style: italic;">walk on walk on</span>', <span>Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee; </span><span style="font-style: italic;">'with a dream of the lochan',</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span>Loch a Mhadaidh Mor</span><i>; </i>'<span style="font-style: italic;">pour the tea'</span>,<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span>Jun Shan golden needle, one of our 53 teas; '</span><span style="font-style: italic;">Tom'</span>, <span>Tom Lubbock (1957-2011); </span><span style="font-style: italic;">'poetry is still beautiful</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> ... simply the world'</span>,<span> from Lubbock’s memoir</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span>of living with a brain tumour; </span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">2 climbers</span>', <span>descending from An Teallach; </span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">the path from making...</span>', <span>after John Cage; </span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">Pillow Hill</span>', <span>R. L. Stevenson, 'Land of Counterpane'; </span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">stinging lactic</span>'<span style="font-style: italic;">, </span><span>symptom of Myalgic Encephalomyelitis; </span><span style="font-style: italic;">'Suzanne'</span>, <span>Suzanne Piper, post-urban artist.</span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i><b>Intimations<br /></b><br />You can read Jen Hadfield's poem <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/11-tingwall_23.html#Jen%20Coda">here</a>.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-32641938448286334552012-01-01T01:06:00.000-08:002012-02-01T03:13:31.061-08:00(32) Huntly<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;" >High grew the hills and the mountains,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;" >Cold grew the frost and the snow…</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Anon, 'The Duke of Gordon's Daughter'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our high mountain to cross was Ken’s low hill, The Clashmach, and Eck’s little mount, Battlefield Hill<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">region of Mogami</span> is the red earth of Strathbogie<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">strapping young fellow who looked like he could take care of himself, with curved short-sword at hip and oaken staff in hand</span> is Claudia Zeiske, who we’d choose to guide us if we were in the deep forest darkness atop a lofty peak<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">shino brush</span> is gorse in bloom<br /><br />Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> just the day for</span> is Kate & Will’s Royal Wedding<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">hearts beating faster</span> is delight at being on the road again<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQLtCPX7f4YwLIlOGTYa3XkHK85C42G4AM6MduE9aSyeA_erN8QOfI7Ks036FaKZCQoQ5iOK2EKhumuRA4jH1g7xhwKBdspbZ9BWXv6E5rjORqn2j8NdlKmxX_JLpmNTdJ8p-EZzGvQG2/s1600/Aberdeen.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQLtCPX7f4YwLIlOGTYa3XkHK85C42G4AM6MduE9aSyeA_erN8QOfI7Ks036FaKZCQoQ5iOK2EKhumuRA4jH1g7xhwKBdspbZ9BWXv6E5rjORqn2j8NdlKmxX_JLpmNTdJ8p-EZzGvQG2/s320/Aberdeen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693008823010706770" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Aberdeen<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/32%20Huntly%20%28basho%29.mp3">audio, basho's station 32</a><br />ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Deveron Arts</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5aewWjdwjB4iW5NRgwjjjURJ45Fso6x366pUzh84-_Lj-rsnS_5_Qi6g7yKaZYzKk-zF4ajt18Beu3QE8s0nbY76gxtyz0kJzHRzvHYuxjtcLeI628DS6MoKJ-2Nl-XUDCroJK5QvTQuy/s1600/Huntly.JPG"><img style="margin:0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5aewWjdwjB4iW5NRgwjjjURJ45Fso6x366pUzh84-_Lj-rsnS_5_Qi6g7yKaZYzKk-zF4ajt18Beu3QE8s0nbY76gxtyz0kJzHRzvHYuxjtcLeI628DS6MoKJ-2Nl-XUDCroJK5QvTQuy/s320/Huntly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693008845522712946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Huntly<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiuKc762d2mkS6RDH1nlaLnRzb12NQdHrLr2U0MZjBskqbRX6AgJ47x3Lh_ZJcsZAqGuviwwfucqKLBx2kuufq8f9CHe4OqXAQ4mCtc82NyRLWlh5YKYZAOjY9HRtP5W_czR2Q9hyphenhyphenEXxuu/s1600/32+The+Empty+Shop.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiuKc762d2mkS6RDH1nlaLnRzb12NQdHrLr2U0MZjBskqbRX6AgJ47x3Lh_ZJcsZAqGuviwwfucqKLBx2kuufq8f9CHe4OqXAQ4mCtc82NyRLWlh5YKYZAOjY9HRtP5W_czR2Q9hyphenhyphenEXxuu/s320/32+The+Empty+Shop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693008826003145698" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 The Empty Shop<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">On a light Thursday evening we walked down to The Empty Shop in the heart of Huntly to give a show-and-tell on <span style="font-style: italic;">The Road North</span> for a warm-hearted audience of about two dozen people. Sat in armchairs, Jackanory-style, it’s always pleasing to talk to an audience with many ages. Some old pals – Angus Dunn has come down after finishing his fence – and new ones – Mary Bourne who Ken’s been working with in Dufftown.<br /><br />And there’s the current Huntly team: Anna, Anthony (met briefly earlier as he was shepherding a group on teenagers on Jacqui’s rickety bikes at the start of his Get Lost session, when the aim was to end up… somewhere), Norma, Gayle, Eric and Amy from Canada.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKgtqlmvnudf1xOnmidNr_V0H2H8pWMxBNvo9OYdsKy0E-Qa3BOn0Vb5OqQ7d_QofyfwRU9mZERENSbfvaCx1r9L5zlhXfHmNsXikjIjPrl3bgu6VeukRk0FOdhw_gxk7GOpEk5PfKZ9v/s1600/hokku-label+for+Jacqui.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKgtqlmvnudf1xOnmidNr_V0H2H8pWMxBNvo9OYdsKy0E-Qa3BOn0Vb5OqQ7d_QofyfwRU9mZERENSbfvaCx1r9L5zlhXfHmNsXikjIjPrl3bgu6VeukRk0FOdhw_gxk7GOpEk5PfKZ9v/s320/hokku-label+for+Jacqui.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693008302327603730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label (for Jacqui)<br />bikes by Jacqui Donachie, for her slow art project, Huntly, 2010<br />(‘chalked wheels / fetching messages’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">We read our beginning poem that describes our first forays from Edo, and dip in and out of verses that wander along the way, sensing those little nods of appreciation as someone recognizes a loved glen, beach or ridge, then flip through some photos, holiday-snap style.<br /><br />We're asked about what we’ve learned, if we were influenced by any other British poets, why we choose remote places, why we’d (till now) missed out this north-east corner of the country. We tell of our aims, to seek out artists and creative communities along the way, people based outside the cities – Kevin Henderson, Ruth MacDougall, Andy MacKinnon, Alistair Peebles, Pat, Andy & Kirsty Law, Eddie Stiven, Jon Thomson & Alison Craighead, The Administrator, Alexander Maris, Jayne Wilding, Edna Whyte, Jen Hadfield, Beka and Nickolai Globe – and small institutions, each defined by the folk that run them, such as HICA, Cairn Gallery, Taigh Chearsabhagh, Atlas, Brae Projects, Outlandia, and here, Deveron Arts, mapping their philosophies and common experiences. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Always there is that common factor, which we share, that the journey <span style="font-style: italic;">to</span> a place is intrinsic to the experience <span style="font-style: italic;">in and of</span> a place.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiryR-OtxpFODeuy0dT8Dxxs6G8cWZe5e_UgklWXWZqm9iNO0xO1G0c608Zu8rRj2BKOUMKGYnPHdlc8ds7HCeRAL77uvQaX4V8f03cS1wsw04GyWV-bEhmaMPBn__wg7KKa8v5Qm8g0hJ4/s1600/Anthony.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiryR-OtxpFODeuy0dT8Dxxs6G8cWZe5e_UgklWXWZqm9iNO0xO1G0c608Zu8rRj2BKOUMKGYnPHdlc8ds7HCeRAL77uvQaX4V8f03cS1wsw04GyWV-bEhmaMPBn__wg7KKa8v5Qm8g0hJ4/s320/Anthony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693017064895674818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Anthony Schrag, Huntly Castle<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Under Claudia’s guidance, Huntly’s become the author of a forthright and confident narrative, one that she defines, which is extended and refined by everyone who visits. On our tour we have visited structures which were spaces in which people can meet and share, such as Neil Bromwich & Zoe Walker’s <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/munlochy.html">conch</a>, or London Fieldworks & Malcolm Fraser’s hut at <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/34-outlandia.html">Outlandia</a>, but here the architecture in which art pulses is the town itself. Claudia’s emphasis is on social roles, and among the Huntly art-clan there is a ‘shadow-curator’, to argufy with her in periodic reviews. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">at their review<br />the single criticism<br />Claudia had<br /><br />was that B—<br />did not criticize<br />her enough</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Call it ‘socially engaged practice’, toun-art, Beuysianism, or a position akin to community art; each term suggests an era, position, stratification, but the terms never make a static geology. Enough to say, in Huntly art is about artists, people and the effect they have on other people. And the folk we are most interested in are the practitioners themselves, for all but Claudia are visitors here, and we want to see what their stay means to them. Some make it home, as Anna has.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxg0d7z9VRAY02pNoRrWgeYIKSQQcluzYq-JD2apfuigiEGlRkOxc_pcPCjXpsGd2SfRw5RAAc_8OGShPKIdle0l-t3UHO780B4NFtH-yrGy8vNu0_hpg3YVB8h90n3_5_TBDumqPCRL0/s1600/Portrait+%2528Anna%2529.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxg0d7z9VRAY02pNoRrWgeYIKSQQcluzYq-JD2apfuigiEGlRkOxc_pcPCjXpsGd2SfRw5RAAc_8OGShPKIdle0l-t3UHO780B4NFtH-yrGy8vNu0_hpg3YVB8h90n3_5_TBDumqPCRL0/s320/Portrait+%2528Anna%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693017068943146418" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Portrait (Anna)<br />(‘fresh from gardening / in her fancy dress and hat / Anna and I agree / her rough hands are true’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Claudia interrogates us, in her Germanic manner: have we visited peopled places, how have we interacted with communities? What was the social aspect of our project? We understand her desire to compare our relation to community with theirs, to examine and contrast philosophies, but we were travellers for this journey, as Basho was – being passers-by or passers-through, we had not the purchase to erect a scaffold of critical analysis. We observed ‘participative relationships’, but accepted that what these depend on are the old verities of hospitality, which means having a big enough tea thermos. We’ve bent over tables to look at maps together and listen to local advice on the best route; been lent books to get read up on the local; shared rides and invited folk to be part of the rituals that framed each station along the road north. </span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBgZvJphqGLXlxEvnYA2A358QRZ_7Pl34TDGInnaQ5K99ne-qT1AQSfKMifbnMxsbr3nrRtYAId4TKpPKQAy_i72k-rhgFM6nEPdWG3fQwui8X0iKHmfafXYJw-Z0HDr5IkS6Kb2e2ib1o/s1600/Nadokoror+Beech+chief.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBgZvJphqGLXlxEvnYA2A358QRZ_7Pl34TDGInnaQ5K99ne-qT1AQSfKMifbnMxsbr3nrRtYAId4TKpPKQAy_i72k-rhgFM6nEPdWG3fQwui8X0iKHmfafXYJw-Z0HDr5IkS6Kb2e2ib1o/s320/Nadokoror+Beech+chief.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693028575190741442" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Nadokoro Beech (CHIEF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">We meet someone for a walk; we make a little art together, we learn some names and come to a better understanding of the lie of the land. If a poem lasts an hour, fine, if it stays tied on to a branch, fine.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">This doesn’t mean we are idlers or that we work in an unengaged way; but, as much as taking Basho’s text, we took his practice as our guide and, through him, for this year-long path we have come to understand that our philosophy is defined by lightness.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our stops are brief; we leave a few poem-labels fluttering in the breeze; a wordless wish attached to a tree; or a libated dram to strengthen the water-table. </span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhiBwqFlMTVU6YfzPlzPx848yzn8zzjgajKBRI9LxTC08-jxOKgwj5O7EqXe3H50nczMP0nyzcQJ6q-k4MnI2lmOz73Ghyphenhyphenl7Q1WwyVGE8r60faQERA6XkePCPom9mzhFBjQJ2t5d-8TO6Y/s1600/+48+hokku-label+%2528what+is+a+cloud%2529.jpg"><img style="margin:0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhiBwqFlMTVU6YfzPlzPx848yzn8zzjgajKBRI9LxTC08-jxOKgwj5O7EqXe3H50nczMP0nyzcQJ6q-k4MnI2lmOz73Ghyphenhyphenl7Q1WwyVGE8r60faQERA6XkePCPom9mzhFBjQJ2t5d-8TO6Y/s320/+48+hokku-label+%2528what+is+a+cloud%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693047600896672882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">32 hokku label, after Paul Celan<br />('what is a cloud? / a cloud is a thought / waiting for rain', AF)<br />Photograph: Loch Eilt, KC, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our faith and discipline lies in the journey itself, which we know that anyone can share, or recompose, in their own way. We are only trying to learn how to see prospects better and respond with immediacy and openness to the here-and-now, connecting the moments we spend here, wherever here is, with the long-gone, the elsewhere, and the other, in those particular ways that literature makes possible.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFXxIhDITEdzV6MM-DwA9mXHn8qIql9BHbVsD7wBnSBEgUjLjErjjkBymoJkLqqzCKK81b9efbW6ryEunRC5x2mAPd4NNzW33jjAV2zrbr1q_qIQcCzzPbucrpVhYxTQBgTrc47PR94BU/s1600/wish%252C+pear.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFXxIhDITEdzV6MM-DwA9mXHn8qIql9BHbVsD7wBnSBEgUjLjErjjkBymoJkLqqzCKK81b9efbW6ryEunRC5x2mAPd4NNzW33jjAV2zrbr1q_qIQcCzzPbucrpVhYxTQBgTrc47PR94BU/s320/wish%252C+pear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693032777690621026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 wish, pear, Garden Zeiske<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">We cannot sketch a town. We don’t set words in stone. Perhaps our brief visit to Huntly can touch a few people, catch the gist of a handful of places – the orchard in Claudia’s garden, Anna staking-out the new beans, the newly planted oak saplings among the waste of Battlefield Hill, the path over the Clashmach – reflecting a brief image of our take on their lives.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tuUu3SJ4e9aslfcjYit-6IXAkg1I2m35_oz6nu39uf0s-FfqwhzTk7TE2Xs2X9BQLrkgcI-m4XpvYZ2n6E2KviBQKzEDK98NTPO8ouoqitMiwj1sag77ziYDmOTUj9-xnF8lW-QWa47U/s1600/32+Clashmach.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tuUu3SJ4e9aslfcjYit-6IXAkg1I2m35_oz6nu39uf0s-FfqwhzTk7TE2Xs2X9BQLrkgcI-m4XpvYZ2n6E2KviBQKzEDK98NTPO8ouoqitMiwj1sag77ziYDmOTUj9-xnF8lW-QWa47U/s320/32+Clashmach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693032785827990930" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Clashmach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Given Claudia's innate feeling of troubledness</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span>that we did not do it quite her way, these are some portraits of folk we met along our journey.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Folk</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(I)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >elegy for Martyn Bennett</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">though the instrument </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">lies broken</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Martyn's playing still fills</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">the silence of the glen</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(II)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >elegy for Tom McGrath</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">at Ash Villa<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">passenger trains are short<br />goods trains long<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">if a blackbird<br />comes to join us<br />that’ll be Tom </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(III)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Annie Briggs of Kilmiddlefern</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">being the music</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">while the music lasts</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Clancy’s piping carried her </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">so deep within herself<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">when he asked her name<br />Annie found she was beyond<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">knowing she even had one</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">but she knew to say</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Willie Clancy, let me sing you</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">a song and I will find I have one.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IV)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Kevin Henderson</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">on the bike<br />did Kevin say<br />it was space<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">became time?<br />or time<br />became space?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(V)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Jayne with a why</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">there’s my old pal</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">waiting at the bus-stop</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">her hair touched with frost</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">humming Corcovado for breakfast</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">finding words to lighten darkness</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">and, when the tide’s high,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">showing me the safe path</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">that leads through the graves</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VI)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Tom Clark</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">come over</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">have some tea and cake</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">but no poetry</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VII)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Alex & Mary</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Alex & Mary</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">renew their octogenarian</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">vow of love</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">at their yearly camp</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">on the summit</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">of Ben Nevis</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VIII)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Annie & Jessie (Berneray) </span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> i.m. Jessie</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />how many folk were offered<br />scones, pancake spreads<br />and strawberry jam<br />with the lilting refrain<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span><span style="font-style: italic;">very good</span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">very good</span><br /><br />windbent in faded blue macs<br />herding the sheep<br />with their handbags<br />shearing them by hand<br /><br />Annie's place’s not right<br />for us to come in<br />but she'll sit a while<br />with us at the door<br /><br />her hands are shaky<br />but she's still the wit<br />to gently tease<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Eck, are you not married yet?</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IX)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Suzanne Piper: Robespierrist of The Mountains </span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">ethics and geology</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">aren’t for confusing<br />rock’s rock: <span style="font-style: italic;">ergo</span> inhuman<br /><br />despite the bitter rages<br />of those who perceive<br />unpeopled moors<br /><br />as the only things<br />that are worthwhile<br />their being wild,<br /><br />their being all that<br />isn’t us – for all<br />their lonely at-one-ment<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">no peak ever felt<br />such an apartheid<br />of the spirit</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mesostic Claudia </span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAITObWrTTrvBcxaiDMOAbUWFA1mXW5VFqrtINX9ish7nTuOSQNd_n_y8s5dP2V0ZbjVZm0d0xrcnghBunFLlzjCmPprTSqQT3ZUuqtVNpptgVkfOlB6WtFnhQHNZKxprmBgekkO6yF7M/s1600/Portrait+%2528Claudia%2529.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAITObWrTTrvBcxaiDMOAbUWFA1mXW5VFqrtINX9ish7nTuOSQNd_n_y8s5dP2V0ZbjVZm0d0xrcnghBunFLlzjCmPprTSqQT3ZUuqtVNpptgVkfOlB6WtFnhQHNZKxprmBgekkO6yF7M/s320/Portrait+%2528Claudia%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693035471712559474" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Portrait (Claudia)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />And this is our portrait of Claudia as (some of) the mountain’s that she loves.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>loChnagar<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span>cLasmach<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>cArn gorm<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>sgUrr alasdair<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........</span>skiDlaw<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span>lIathach<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>mAtrspitze<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">KC, AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yu</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vmsVKHrHtLe_1zD4TepaxXeqdul9xriQFbg85nW7n6Il7qHd-ZjDvhExSboVUQrzbD6uvYCKYjXETpEKqoCVuJdygmOAm7dAUGHlEIPT4rbDXpKkXD2HHwpzj2Y7wgMwI307aut3sGYh/s1600/I-Ching.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vmsVKHrHtLe_1zD4TepaxXeqdul9xriQFbg85nW7n6Il7qHd-ZjDvhExSboVUQrzbD6uvYCKYjXETpEKqoCVuJdygmOAm7dAUGHlEIPT4rbDXpKkXD2HHwpzj2Y7wgMwI307aut3sGYh/s320/I-Ching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693049497984006898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Yu<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">James Legge, missionary, Sinologist and early translator of the <span style="font-style: italic;">I-Ching</span> – part of the monumental <span style="font-style: italic;">Sacred Books of the East</span> series, intended to encourage mutual understanding between Christians and Chinese – was born in Huntly in 1815.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Legge collaborated with a number of Chinese, including the reforming writer and publisher, Wang Tao, who came to stay with him in Scotland.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">In their honour, I consulted the <span style="font-style: italic;">I-Ching</span>, casting a reading for Deveron Arts on my i-Phone. The outlook is good.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">XVI. THE YÜ HEXAGRAM</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yü indicates that, (in the state which it implies), feudal princes may be set up, and the hosts put in motion, with advantage.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Commentary: The Yü hexagram denoted to king Win a condition of harmony and happy contentment throughout the kingdom, when the people rejoiced in and readily obeyed their sovereign. At such a time his appointments and any military undertakings would be hailed and supported. The fourth line, undivided, is the lord of the figure, and being close to the fifth or place of dignity, is to be looked on as the minister or chief officer of the ruler. The ruler gives to him his confidence; and all represented by the other lines yield their obedience.</span> </span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(II). The second SIX, divided, shows one who is firm as a rock. (He sees a thing) without waiting till it has come to pass; with his firm correctness there will be good fortune.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Commentary:</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Line 2, though weak, is in its correct position, the centre, moreover, of the lower trigram. Quietly and firmly its subject is able to abide in his place, and exercise a far-seeing discrimination. All is indicative of good fortune.</span><br /><br />tr. James Legge<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfUna41pjXV6x91O5gRYNQGywro91-2QK-RdgwagNaEz0QC1O4nZOP9UZhgsPUMS6WqqCm24C5U7EE4UYiyFY8aLk7jgcuzGoOZFeBfS46qm-IRqWAW1hcPIoC4WoBP0YOJOLP1muBCx6m/s1600/I-Ching%252C+Huntly.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfUna41pjXV6x91O5gRYNQGywro91-2QK-RdgwagNaEz0QC1O4nZOP9UZhgsPUMS6WqqCm24C5U7EE4UYiyFY8aLk7jgcuzGoOZFeBfS46qm-IRqWAW1hcPIoC4WoBP0YOJOLP1muBCx6m/s320/I-Ching%252C+Huntly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693049960911217858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Yu, I-Ching<br />Anna Vermehren, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Red Earth, Red Flags</span><br /><br />The weather is<span style="font-style: italic;"> scorchio</span>. Today was the right day for republicans to be up on the hills. I prefer Gala Day bunting to all these Union Jacks.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScXIi7T4KW8LdmT_T3GzrAJ9iWRntq258hPGvIuH60CeyJWAdJfYfP1HDFC6iIDBlstAnbvVWQ09U4VF9PxAi6MjDy65oYojSVawB484Ez1CqCaMminWe4g_RWJ8TlRX18uwObgpEQZan/s1600/32+hokku-label+%2528nice+day%2529.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhScXIi7T4KW8LdmT_T3GzrAJ9iWRntq258hPGvIuH60CeyJWAdJfYfP1HDFC6iIDBlstAnbvVWQ09U4VF9PxAi6MjDy65oYojSVawB484Ez1CqCaMminWe4g_RWJ8TlRX18uwObgpEQZan/s320/32+hokku-label+%2528nice+day%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693066882148107634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(‘lovely day / for a wedding // better day / for a walk’, AF)<br />photograph by Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">They’ve upgraded Kate to Catherine and awarded her some extra shield.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZTaHX03UgdAhtlUD1AV92XTPkOWQ1lIG7r9pj3BgcroWH22tl1ESGldnExM6UC4rQHvbL8_RPKRl8wZus7WAG0j8NH1lzbnaYIYKW_msqRfFMGglB0KbGPp1IBCGFfZvLah781OBqDp8/s1600/kate.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZZTaHX03UgdAhtlUD1AV92XTPkOWQ1lIG7r9pj3BgcroWH22tl1ESGldnExM6UC4rQHvbL8_RPKRl8wZus7WAG0j8NH1lzbnaYIYKW_msqRfFMGglB0KbGPp1IBCGFfZvLah781OBqDp8/s320/kate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693087911148496754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />3 of the admiral’s oaks<br />turned to gold<br /><br />ready to be impaled<br />on a divided shield<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >per pale azure & gules a chevron or</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">The new Middleton heraldic coat has oaks to represent her family’s purchased home, Bucklebury, Berkshire. The trees are said to have grown from acorns scattered by Admiral Collingwood on his return from Trafalgar, in order that the English Navy would never be short of ship’s timber.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Kate-Catherine’s arms will by now have been ‘impaled’ with those of her new husband, the right-royal yellow-budgie pilot.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibnL4baa20yKzUJ7bma95EtqWr63LIAk4xjeMZpqA3aWxBNlAobVMOBzXg9zCirzShE-rgUomqmMeIVXwxIZwxNAMBZzWoGmUr6LGLc_zliJspAPcJ8jE4nO0fhYbDR1396TqGrB9T6oWT/s1600/Wedding.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibnL4baa20yKzUJ7bma95EtqWr63LIAk4xjeMZpqA3aWxBNlAobVMOBzXg9zCirzShE-rgUomqmMeIVXwxIZwxNAMBZzWoGmUr6LGLc_zliJspAPcJ8jE4nO0fhYbDR1396TqGrB9T6oWT/s320/Wedding.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693068989373033538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 wedding<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">There’s a Huntly Royal garden party and wedding viewing at Claudia’s, everyone dressed to the nines, some marking their service in the forces, others dolled up with humour.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Here’s another philosophical challenge for Ken and me to think through, whether or not to respect local custom, how to define <span style="font-style: italic;">ritual</span>: our politics is a fondness for shared acts, but we keep pomp at farther than arm’s length.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">I’d used the word<span style="font-style: italic;"> rite</span> last night, in the chat after our reading, saying I knew it had an air of embarrassment, but no other term would seem to serve. Our rituals are everyday; they became so only through their repetition – as I like to joke, if it happens twice, then to the poet it’s always, as in, <span style="font-style: italic;">we always stop here for tea</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">we always listen to Jimi Hendrix in Glen Nevis</span>, etc. Most folk have such customs for their journeys.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">What we share is the observation – seeing, sharing, recording – a willingness to mark certain intersections to folk, time and place. Rites in stone place holy buildings at the intersection of two rivers. Apples are found in an orchard, alders by a river, rowan at the gate, each with a wish tied on its branches.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDDcN7oTvXfqCZNI4SZhbTqlae5s5JUI-o-8oIMGVTJMKLjG1DLIO8o-OWFqTwqjSluhXsNIdK0fBV8FVQpHgGtitTerAPSa0bIBaRpGUB5Xqzgfk5sTW8lYWo5ruXJDp0AEeT2jv4m6z/s1600/32+wish+rowan.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizDDcN7oTvXfqCZNI4SZhbTqlae5s5JUI-o-8oIMGVTJMKLjG1DLIO8o-OWFqTwqjSluhXsNIdK0fBV8FVQpHgGtitTerAPSa0bIBaRpGUB5Xqzgfk5sTW8lYWo5ruXJDp0AEeT2jv4m6z/s320/32+wish+rowan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693068984950966386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 wish rowan<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our rituals are pocket-sized; a spring or burn, libated with whisky.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Walking</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTVpUNoxC1vVUccz_ox33c3EoDAUP5L52ci7s7yfHt1jv9N2AgbNLOq40w7aAqruaHQUAYt6a_4S0oQUMC3R3ZDBRmiH6lLH1_qCvJNVryQRhL5bsBu2sqrBM_CBB_-PLN2P1fqcaEUr0/s1600/32+Coynachie.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTVpUNoxC1vVUccz_ox33c3EoDAUP5L52ci7s7yfHt1jv9N2AgbNLOq40w7aAqruaHQUAYt6a_4S0oQUMC3R3ZDBRmiH6lLH1_qCvJNVryQRhL5bsBu2sqrBM_CBB_-PLN2P1fqcaEUr0/s320/32+Coynachie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693070257048136050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Coynachie<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">We’re staying out of town, at Coynachie. Next morning, after his fine bath, Claudia drives Eck back into Huntly for his tour of the toun.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXTtLW8WCoMBcQN1h8zqxIH8Pur7No1g1rKuAaO4yH1MWf_MEM2dE95FO_NaUNVtEwv7NFk56LBqWNFdfissFlV6tYNRdeD0jz13W_VvgXm52nA_iI6la7r3CvT1vnDiiyj6Du7IdU_1d/s1600/hokku-label+bath.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXTtLW8WCoMBcQN1h8zqxIH8Pur7No1g1rKuAaO4yH1MWf_MEM2dE95FO_NaUNVtEwv7NFk56LBqWNFdfissFlV6tYNRdeD0jz13W_VvgXm52nA_iI6la7r3CvT1vnDiiyj6Du7IdU_1d/s320/hokku-label+bath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693069946051332130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >32 Basho’s Bath<br />(‘life’s lived / in bet- / ween / long baths’, after Issa, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken’s decided to walk and this is his account.<br /><br />Setting out across the bridge and up the hill below the small conifer plantation, given landscape and weather, I anticipate, rightly, an easier journey than Basho and Sora’s <span style="font-style: italic;">deep forest darkness</span>. </span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXpxB63ywjTUdcRlpTEU_VkwqdtF5ue3e0UmIImgLLhTkFaTubr98QJXkum9eH4LVvAoHQFWNVrgv9aOKBa8zcZ3BnByEUOjdACe94kd092dhPpy7NXV9F8ZIZRKojGzb0m6zwlGpO3B6k/s1600/Sora%2527s+departure.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXpxB63ywjTUdcRlpTEU_VkwqdtF5ue3e0UmIImgLLhTkFaTubr98QJXkum9eH4LVvAoHQFWNVrgv9aOKBa8zcZ3BnByEUOjdACe94kd092dhPpy7NXV9F8ZIZRKojGzb0m6zwlGpO3B6k/s320/Sora%2527s+departure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693070688527700114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Sora’s departure from Coynachie<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">to get my bearings<br />I have to go back<br />for the compass<br /><br />two boys and a wolfhound<br />play football in the garden<br />at Burncruinach<br /><br />the hills roll gently<br />one into the other<br />which is which?<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjB9iyRG7vzeUVmptkRrUmZKHyvuZN9UCMO10ZuNmF4EK7SPNSB7Tqha-5OGZnCMs0F7dilaXrLUV2558eOEp2K6QCgJypygi2-68dAEQDLNmVDjd6a2gNYaCzr9AztSJdq2XEY-HSZz4J/s1600/32+hokku-label+%2528the+daylight+constellations%2529.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjB9iyRG7vzeUVmptkRrUmZKHyvuZN9UCMO10ZuNmF4EK7SPNSB7Tqha-5OGZnCMs0F7dilaXrLUV2558eOEp2K6QCgJypygi2-68dAEQDLNmVDjd6a2gNYaCzr9AztSJdq2XEY-HSZz4J/s320/32+hokku-label+%2528the+daylight+constellations%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693070695426616450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku label<br />(‘the daylight constellations / of the verges’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">The anxiety to avoid fields with cattle, especially those with calves, leads to detours, scrambles and legs hoisted gingerly over barbed wire.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CUt-0AjvXMuCtPf7BAJGmP2PIh36u2N65woCM0sWb_03ZmnkStj0He0rqJ8fwva9hVLAsPEH8K5l8yH9kR530YIeKSU7N0EX6k_aw79v48yS1PSKMDV6EVtRJH7Isy78VYMYctrH8xXQ/s1600/32+Clashmach+slopes.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CUt-0AjvXMuCtPf7BAJGmP2PIh36u2N65woCM0sWb_03ZmnkStj0He0rqJ8fwva9hVLAsPEH8K5l8yH9kR530YIeKSU7N0EX6k_aw79v48yS1PSKMDV6EVtRJH7Isy78VYMYctrH8xXQ/s320/32+Clashmach+slopes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693071539941541826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4u_pVD_WYraEKidAWyuS95ecORIvo2IzenDJC7FE5JHFDow8dMUADwnqWSl5V3ixUgmN3QGRMggIvvZhiD-HRnyKqp7mdDoF1auDtgOOR_sh_IDJhWyP5FvFkLyQUPY6r_gALmMFaXI-/s1600/32+Clashmach+summit+2.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4u_pVD_WYraEKidAWyuS95ecORIvo2IzenDJC7FE5JHFDow8dMUADwnqWSl5V3ixUgmN3QGRMggIvvZhiD-HRnyKqp7mdDoF1auDtgOOR_sh_IDJhWyP5FvFkLyQUPY6r_gALmMFaXI-/s320/32+Clashmach+summit+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693071544883954834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">32 The Clashmach</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">It’s hard to pick out Clashmach among the other hills until close to. The weather is fine, and when at the top of the Clashmach I take off my rucksack to find myself <span style="font-style: italic;">drenched in cold sweat</span> it’s heat rather than terror-induced. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I meet no-one until nearly back in Huntly – a couple I, slightly startled, hear before I see, on a bench just up from the Mart’s road-end. Walking through town, I see next to nobody – a few cars round Asda, but the playpark’s deserted. Perhaps they’re all inside watching tv? But outside the only nod towards the wedding is a house flying a pair of Union Jacks; if the rest of town has monarchist sympathies, it’s not making a fuss about it.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">We set out mid-May last year, so later than this: it’s good to catch up with the blossoms and wildflowers we missed.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxqPvkuywo5w_HC2PJy8-zHA1CX9D_D4Z-o54Yz7Izw3wdsoopt7Q4w48ojQ44OXnnlfdaFDnSHftd5bEFscV5ZLeeOicYccYa33UjBPWp5QgYJgZW-PrYYuBwSydDm3tX9gUt6ZFgIqa/s1600/32+mapping.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxqPvkuywo5w_HC2PJy8-zHA1CX9D_D4Z-o54Yz7Izw3wdsoopt7Q4w48ojQ44OXnnlfdaFDnSHftd5bEFscV5ZLeeOicYccYa33UjBPWp5QgYJgZW-PrYYuBwSydDm3tX9gUt6ZFgIqa/s320/32+mapping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693072351508947698" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Compassing Huntly</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">KC</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Deveron Arts HQ</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KYrY3A3UbsTETvYFPUgVg0J-Cg5CalOWqlUTHk-Ddj7pWJDyHr1U6xmwyMh9Z-mtpOvvYqtgMI8jmPzIPqy61XmhPFna4zNfKQcw5imAYHQQulj9zGycs6plxDJZ1Tc4kvYmOkBcIxTU/s1600/wish%252C+apple%252C+arts+centre.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KYrY3A3UbsTETvYFPUgVg0J-Cg5CalOWqlUTHk-Ddj7pWJDyHr1U6xmwyMh9Z-mtpOvvYqtgMI8jmPzIPqy61XmhPFna4zNfKQcw5imAYHQQulj9zGycs6plxDJZ1Tc4kvYmOkBcIxTU/s320/wish%252C+apple%252C+arts+centre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693072527066544466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 wish, apple<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />For Eck first stop is Deveron Arts HQ, from where he sent this report. The morning tasks have been divvied up. While Anna’s fetches out the beans for planting I tie a wish in the apple. Different yields.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXUYu_ZtQd1CSJz9l2hyphenhyphenz1i6I-b3SB-ANe3cDrqXvGSyzabj6WxSBIsreGxANlVdxS1B3uYCmUE6esGTK0o1_G71JL14vsXX9DQC3NO_9OFTYO2hJBWFyEVz9H1-fmBj-H2hHe2XKn2sO/s1600/hokku-label+better+to+fall+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXUYu_ZtQd1CSJz9l2hyphenhyphenz1i6I-b3SB-ANe3cDrqXvGSyzabj6WxSBIsreGxANlVdxS1B3uYCmUE6esGTK0o1_G71JL14vsXX9DQC3NO_9OFTYO2hJBWFyEVz9H1-fmBj-H2hHe2XKn2sO/s320/hokku-label+better+to+fall+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693072968295714434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(‘better to fall / than cling on / and rot’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">I compose a bean poem for Anna, summarising a brief poetic lineage</span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Vicia faba</span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BEAN-HOE</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Thoreau</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BEAN-ROW</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Yeats</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BEAN-BOOK</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Knowles</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Then Anthony – Schrag, who is in residence – takes me up to Huntly Castle, one of the many Gordon strongholds that have stood or fallen hereabouts.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijqXlNNim4GqJKDV6dFqkjKMC-0c5rZW6y3PAMP53aqVWLyJpSWY3XrgQZ0ukKI9weLVj58He3QJOFh8SAAGg-4EP0nKL4WOt48S7cn0dM3g_IciA6AutRZWjkxxcniIGwBrjroFuC5w8/s1600/hokku-label+trees+outlast.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhijqXlNNim4GqJKDV6dFqkjKMC-0c5rZW6y3PAMP53aqVWLyJpSWY3XrgQZ0ukKI9weLVj58He3QJOFh8SAAGg-4EP0nKL4WOt48S7cn0dM3g_IciA6AutRZWjkxxcniIGwBrjroFuC5w8/s320/hokku-label+trees+outlast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693087720665049378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(‘trees / out-/ last / walls’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Pat, the keeper of the ruin, happens to be dowsing, so we chat about that. She’d no idea that she had the knack with a diviner until her son started. It seems to be a divinatory place this, in the tradition of Legge.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/32%20Huntly%20%28with%20pat%29.mp3">32 audio, Pat dowsing</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Battlefield Hill</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQR4WjtiYtvgXzCrmPn8Q58RLx1L6nMTwIYGYKO7QVi72zgPgZwnjdpo1zyTmMv5DClH9ne05tvMYLLRQ5Yp8Obp3ePXnYB0N4dZFFx-n4dNE37X7WT4pgG4ZfJK_dCxAyFGwKsDqNtSmX/s1600/Wedding+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQR4WjtiYtvgXzCrmPn8Q58RLx1L6nMTwIYGYKO7QVi72zgPgZwnjdpo1zyTmMv5DClH9ne05tvMYLLRQ5Yp8Obp3ePXnYB0N4dZFFx-n4dNE37X7WT4pgG4ZfJK_dCxAyFGwKsDqNtSmX/s320/Wedding+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693073243122523842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">The Wedding<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />Then, post-wedding, I’m passed on like a parcel, from Antony to Norma, and now it’s time to climb the hill named after no-one seems quite sure what battle. When the nation’s ruined it only leads to more ruin. The plantation woods up here were supposed to be thinned 30 years ago, and 15 years ago, but those jobs got forgot, until now, when the council’s need of cash led to a savage clear-cutting. Many folk would see the scene as one of utter waste, with scarred ground and heaped grey branches, dusty brown soil scored with tyre tracks and only few bare trunks standing, reminiscent of Ypres or Paschendale. It takes years for a forest to right itself after an industrial felling like this.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9wIJggtZWx6ny1o7oT-5dvUX7buwdEs-_OFctVCicXO11lD1b530PbOmxcS3V61PPIQkPJAR81y2cK-NurT4npAsZJiQYSlIOGMlf6x6h35mgrkR1LTMth_LvTW2m79V6lB_PpqoHFjSk/s1600/Basho%252C+Battlefield+Hill+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9wIJggtZWx6ny1o7oT-5dvUX7buwdEs-_OFctVCicXO11lD1b530PbOmxcS3V61PPIQkPJAR81y2cK-NurT4npAsZJiQYSlIOGMlf6x6h35mgrkR1LTMth_LvTW2m79V6lB_PpqoHFjSk/s320/Basho%252C+Battlefield+Hill+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693074845425005682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Basho, Battlefield Hill<br />Norma Hunter, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Claudia feels the loss so keenly she hasn’t yet felt ready to survey the scene. I would have reacted the same, but Norma guides me to look farther, for she sees things differently. She’s helped create a new planting in amongst the ruin –5,000 natives, spiraling over the plateau. Best of all, she invited two of the original planters to help replace sitka with oak. It is Norma who hears more birdsong, sees the deer more often, so I learn to listen.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWx-_wIyj5tmJ1rkPwZtBaIsiK33Ajf-vY78HTuLCAcHzKXfmUm7Cd44U441x6OXDan1BzIHut82dP1MnUmMowJAQN_imDYS2GmXGxer87lLwN3lojj72XBbqA1ipP4hrrjFWRr3l-e8a/s1600/hokku-label+Stan+%2526+Dan.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWx-_wIyj5tmJ1rkPwZtBaIsiK33Ajf-vY78HTuLCAcHzKXfmUm7Cd44U441x6OXDan1BzIHut82dP1MnUmMowJAQN_imDYS2GmXGxer87lLwN3lojj72XBbqA1ipP4hrrjFWRr3l-e8a/s320/hokku-label+Stan+%2526+Dan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693073848664747810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />for Stan & Dan, who planted this wood, 1947, 2011<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHiRZfHwAA_jIQeJom_06TOCr4gU8xtCl53A-fp6Jwo53DDYBkH9jKhWnT5dD84FmK3zhPvw0E6BB7m4dtX-JX3j2Ib1X-Vq4__4aLGZbBflbnLTJF8P4NANmord_uT64w8Ppb-TU1_Yr/s1600/Battlefield+hokku+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHiRZfHwAA_jIQeJom_06TOCr4gU8xtCl53A-fp6Jwo53DDYBkH9jKhWnT5dD84FmK3zhPvw0E6BB7m4dtX-JX3j2Ib1X-Vq4__4aLGZbBflbnLTJF8P4NANmord_uT64w8Ppb-TU1_Yr/s320/Battlefield+hokku+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693074849960989842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />Norma Hunter, 2011<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>(I)</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">......</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">B</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">..........</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">cleAr-cut</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">........</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">siTka</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">.......</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">T</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">......</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">L</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">.......</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">E</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">.......</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">F</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">...............</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">vItrified</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">stonE</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">.......</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">L</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Dun</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(II)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">boy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">&</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">man</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Stan & Dan</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">planted this wood</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(1947)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">planted this wood</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(2011)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">mono sitka</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">&</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">varied native</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(III)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken’s over there</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">having a sun-</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">hat day</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">on Clashmach</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IV)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">more</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">bird-</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">song</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">since</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">the</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">sitka</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">have</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">gone</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(V)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">the view stretches</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">4,500 years</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">from clearcut plantation</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">stone hut circle</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">and charred dun</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">to Huntly town</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VI)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">5000</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">saplings</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">hidden</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">among</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">heaped</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">brashes</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VII)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">tony and I</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">walk slowly</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">either side</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">of norma</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VIII)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">nadokoro-beech</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">PHEEB</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">WAD</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">THE</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">WAG</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BONFIRE</span></span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2cqS0Dhld7ygrqfMwydQmE44c-Yeq2qJumHQNMlB9bYtPDn909Fzl68LjA5G1veDBFLJ5P3O4l1P7jknDmYlpUHXwgvO9qVWjUTTHw1Y8gKsJPp65e61EDKlmVyxQayeYB0nDl9-8rqo/s1600/Nadokoro+Beech+1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2cqS0Dhld7ygrqfMwydQmE44c-Yeq2qJumHQNMlB9bYtPDn909Fzl68LjA5G1veDBFLJ5P3O4l1P7jknDmYlpUHXwgvO9qVWjUTTHw1Y8gKsJPp65e61EDKlmVyxQayeYB0nDl9-8rqo/s320/Nadokoro+Beech+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693075535181928338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjTdccfAlarRLSSwGGoDBnUJBNg7ONoLBUa-1Wxb9TKr5yKHcNewFq7GViXQL01S5L0vvMTImr9XtXBoqS7LyadF0tzZAK750SwfQ1ej2KZJ-_7k76oW45WQtE6ThavVLvRluGAw9X6_j/s1600/Nadokoro+Beech+3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjTdccfAlarRLSSwGGoDBnUJBNg7ONoLBUa-1Wxb9TKr5yKHcNewFq7GViXQL01S5L0vvMTImr9XtXBoqS7LyadF0tzZAK750SwfQ1ej2KZJ-_7k76oW45WQtE6ThavVLvRluGAw9X6_j/s320/Nadokoro+Beech+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693075540686736562" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 Nadokoro Beech, Battlefield Hill<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGcY_RFUYo_Z6rJKUO_xjwHDjyz99IVf9R34Ucil2xvpeCWfM_d_uCB0IfgpiiXMrZKBqwRlY-MpOc1zN_KQre1ZQdCl-2BW7pRqkEkBbrGHSEAfgc1SO3LaYzCSPi23a2YKWDWq_qf7_u/s1600/hokku-label+Battlefield+1.JPG"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGcY_RFUYo_Z6rJKUO_xjwHDjyz99IVf9R34Ucil2xvpeCWfM_d_uCB0IfgpiiXMrZKBqwRlY-MpOc1zN_KQre1ZQdCl-2BW7pRqkEkBbrGHSEAfgc1SO3LaYzCSPi23a2YKWDWq_qf7_u/s320/hokku-label+Battlefield+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693066875275956274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">32 hokku-label </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br />Norma Hunter, 2011</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9zsjlcQmQrdayZW-fIUTCSu3u3c4meYBg_M5DkfU4U6DkXZgGuq0UresgpCqdAjHjWEAPvLDeG9DwuiQpCpV60Zuk-_z31syFUDqMJMeNqiNGe9X-YNliyWRKhVDujmQvwxw7qGcdHWI/s1600/huntly%252C+eck%252C+norma%252C+ken%253B+tony+hunter+2011.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9zsjlcQmQrdayZW-fIUTCSu3u3c4meYBg_M5DkfU4U6DkXZgGuq0UresgpCqdAjHjWEAPvLDeG9DwuiQpCpV60Zuk-_z31syFUDqMJMeNqiNGe9X-YNliyWRKhVDujmQvwxw7qGcdHWI/s320/huntly%252C+eck%252C+norma%252C+ken%253B+tony+hunter+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693348359970845330" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Eck, Ken, Norma</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Tony Hunter, 2011</span><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Proposal for a Xylotheque Viewing-Platform (for Battlefield Hill)</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">As we walk through the ex-wood-&-woodland-to-be, Norma says she’d like there to be a tower up here, and I suggest it should go somewhere near the old dun, to pick out the prospect of the toun which has come clear again, freed from the thick screen of sitka branches.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">After I get back home I sketched out an idea for a viewing platform, much in the style of a ladder stile, and sent it to Claudia & Norma. It adopts Norma’s wish for a place to look-out-from – always something that was done from this hill – and adds the idea of a xylotheque (a library of wooden books), to archive the wood past and wood future. </span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolbn3LGvqrTZhki99TdMhg1LG-ETdqpReeQTjrVu6Pf8uk9u4dnbHpi0i6DV3-0HV56mKfUweCUhK4Qg72p0k-AG0M1DErhzkixLG7LKszkf9WxS7qG5odV7P2PtssYHdSOsJpNNCzZWQ/s1600/Xylotheque%252C+hidden+gardens+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolbn3LGvqrTZhki99TdMhg1LG-ETdqpReeQTjrVu6Pf8uk9u4dnbHpi0i6DV3-0HV56mKfUweCUhK4Qg72p0k-AG0M1DErhzkixLG7LKszkf9WxS7qG5odV7P2PtssYHdSOsJpNNCzZWQ/s320/Xylotheque%252C+hidden+gardens+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693080303203604674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Xylotheque: a Library of the Native Woodland (the hidden gardens, Glasgow)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Alec Finlay, 2004; photograph Allan Pollok-Morris, 2004</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I envisage a series of wood samples, one for each native species that populated these isles after the glaciers receded. The trees would be set in order, one per step, so that as folk ascend the ladder to the platform they are walking through the vastness of ecological time. A healing for the clear-cutting, which is such an unnatural way to manage a wood and, best of all, someday the view from the top of the platform will, once again, be engulfed by the trees.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I found it amusing that Claudia didn’t like this idea, because, as she explained, it was not Deveron Arts enough, being not for, or about, people. It seemed to me that a stile-platform was precisely for people, but I knew what she meant – it wasn’t an idea I’d had in the local bakers. Norma and I hope to make it happen someday, and, for Claudia, there is a different idea to work on, with Ken’s help, relating to the muckle sangs.</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ballads: Momus</span><br /><br />Hereabouts the wives and daughters of rich earls were wooed away from them by black-eyed gypsy-laddies, despised outsider figures who queered the norms of farm life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">A contemporary Japanese twist to this balladeering tradition comes from Momus (Nick Currie), who stands in the same tradition, combining narratives of lust and betrayal with casio bleeps and techy glitches, as in ‘<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYVycPOh-Ec">bishonen</a>’. The map that I composed to summarise the road north (<a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/TRN%20mirror-map%20%28final%29.jpg">here</a>), pairing Basho’s stations with our 53 equivalents, was a nod to Momus own rorsharch vision of Scotland, made with the designer Zak Kyes.</span><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhum_VIjQFvwhF8fnSE6pcMatRVpwWR7DIdZ5MbYICEIixnlSpJdUSZG96hdbKJpWm5SKdrSX6jkPDDLa5ifFK2w9-14jYV0kvEhSBYZAOhXEGjtn47Pc4zfIoQ8JKEwpMu8DoYw5LrbyN9/s1600/scotlandjapan.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGWlPfISxYanJjabEcX040wgedC0atJ2KIzPBA7pfHOHm0xZFeHT-N8tf0u3fFFv9YLfVfgVSZ40qSJpVlMgB7Az7jAFov0u21JzuRCW0IPkkMVc-dEHPmcK_By-cTLEC6uGaIk1NTM7Cv/s1600/Scotlands-Rorschach-549x446.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGWlPfISxYanJjabEcX040wgedC0atJ2KIzPBA7pfHOHm0xZFeHT-N8tf0u3fFFv9YLfVfgVSZ40qSJpVlMgB7Az7jAFov0u21JzuRCW0IPkkMVc-dEHPmcK_By-cTLEC6uGaIk1NTM7Cv/s320/Scotlands-Rorschach-549x446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693061434637852002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Momus gave his blessing and said my map reminded him of another mapwork he had made, which seeds Japanese towns onto Scotland. Funny how persistent this connection of the two cultures is.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhum_VIjQFvwhF8fnSE6pcMatRVpwWR7DIdZ5MbYICEIixnlSpJdUSZG96hdbKJpWm5SKdrSX6jkPDDLa5ifFK2w9-14jYV0kvEhSBYZAOhXEGjtn47Pc4zfIoQ8JKEwpMu8DoYw5LrbyN9/s1600/scotlandjapan.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhum_VIjQFvwhF8fnSE6pcMatRVpwWR7DIdZ5MbYICEIixnlSpJdUSZG96hdbKJpWm5SKdrSX6jkPDDLa5ifFK2w9-14jYV0kvEhSBYZAOhXEGjtn47Pc4zfIoQ8JKEwpMu8DoYw5LrbyN9/s320/scotlandjapan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693061434849965026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)<br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hambo Fulton</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBEVwACCtF9OWmbK4bOw7HR2Sc2CTRZyKL5qpX3RWXdCf1VW4K2OwC0q9Izsedu7nrJzmlcn_jzpZ4vuXl__YMlOzgN2L9JPRwbY64iUneNpXCbzA3ZZLuYndsMFAHVgmy1ac7np-Sg45p/s1600/fulton%252C+huntly"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBEVwACCtF9OWmbK4bOw7HR2Sc2CTRZyKL5qpX3RWXdCf1VW4K2OwC0q9Izsedu7nrJzmlcn_jzpZ4vuXl__YMlOzgN2L9JPRwbY64iUneNpXCbzA3ZZLuYndsMFAHVgmy1ac7np-Sg45p/s320/fulton%252C+huntly" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693081982215647106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Hamish Fulton, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">The same connection is made, implicitly, in the work of Hamish Fulton – or Hermit Futon, as we like to byname him – who recently published a book with Deveron Arts, documenting his walks here in the toun, and, over many years, up in the Cairngorms.</span></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXW8rcEnly4S0KxSCp29sk65lC3X3BL4fh83066q4g5ACuNSoenae2ZAV0s3TyXyqRvetbD21emH8T0N31h-xfZdhrlhij-J1unhlhyhv1omG5MhWDSRYsTNzxWist8fPYTuHoMgVI9xA/s1600/hamish_fulton51.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXW8rcEnly4S0KxSCp29sk65lC3X3BL4fh83066q4g5ACuNSoenae2ZAV0s3TyXyqRvetbD21emH8T0N31h-xfZdhrlhij-J1unhlhyhv1omG5MhWDSRYsTNzxWist8fPYTuHoMgVI9xA/s1600/hamish_fulton51.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXW8rcEnly4S0KxSCp29sk65lC3X3BL4fh83066q4g5ACuNSoenae2ZAV0s3TyXyqRvetbD21emH8T0N31h-xfZdhrlhij-J1unhlhyhv1omG5MhWDSRYsTNzxWist8fPYTuHoMgVI9xA/s320/hamish_fulton51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693081374860138818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I’ve long admired Hamish’s work. Ken & I have found that our journey has refined the practice of our poetics, embedding words in the immediate experience of being & making, responding to particular places. And so I feel a deep kinship with the recent variations Hamish has made, in counterpoint to his longer walks, such as the slow walks, city walks, backwards walks and communal walks.</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)<br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Another Shirakawa</span><br /><br />Continuing the walking theme, we invited Robert Macfarlane to contribute his suggestion as to where that crossing into the wild places, Shirakawa, might be found. In the end Robert choose to place it somewhere between our Perthshire glens and Huntly. Again, he picks up the idea of rites of way.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Dear Eck, Ken,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">You're making magic with your map. I'm checking back in often, watching the overlaps and the time-slips, while I fashion my own foot-atlas, my old-way-book. Many miles now tramped, many words now to write. Alec, you asked what my Shirawaka Barrier was, the transition or passage-point into a wild place, 'when the heart slips and a breath is exhaled'. Well it's here:<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDtisqGI8z6xELGxFc3Dzogio6AfgaUctSTFCkm-WcPJuG7u6u2yxMECzD6gtx9QbnlslfwzFliTRBaV8BPV_2wmc1XmTMY63oNj3p7iqsSw9pUMEnic50MwiHR_CxbLYz-sRi4mwfBYuO/s1600/macfarlane+shirakawa.jpg"><img style="margin:0px ;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDtisqGI8z6xELGxFc3Dzogio6AfgaUctSTFCkm-WcPJuG7u6u2yxMECzD6gtx9QbnlslfwzFliTRBaV8BPV_2wmc1XmTMY63oNj3p7iqsSw9pUMEnic50MwiHR_CxbLYz-sRi4mwfBYuO/s320/macfarlane+shirakawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693063478412349250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />The southern gateway to the Lairig Ghru, the Cairngorm valley where snow lies sintering all year round. The Ghru is winter's fall-back point, its last fastness, the place out of which the cold musters itself again in the early autumn. Around about now, in fact. Entering the Ghru from the south, the sense of crossing a threshold or portal is unmistakable. The gatekeeper peaks are Devil’s Point to the west, with its diagonal flashings of scree, and the battleship flank of Carn a’ Mhaim to the east. They stand close, intimidating and sentinel. You must pass between and beneath them, and only then on up to the watershed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I last walked the Lairig Ghru a summer ago, while crossing the Cairngorms from south to north on the way to my grandfather's funeral in Tomintoul. That was a ritual walk, and these were some of the things with which we met in its course – riverbed boulders – bog myrtle – pine-resin – a siskin’s cry – a salmon’s splash – sphagnum – fire on the pass; and these were the types of rock over which we passed – Dalradian limestone, diorite, quartzite, feldspar, granulite, granite, slate, phyolite and mica-schist – and of these the most durable is granite.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Yrs,</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Robert<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">Robert Macfarlane</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Garden Zeiske<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">After the wedding, dresses back on their hangers, Clan Zeiske are off to Skye for some more Munros. Before they leave neighbour Rae and son Ian look in with a regal strawberry cake, which we wash down (ceremonially) with Glenfiddich, chosen in honour of Claudia, who worked on the residency program there a few years ago. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Car packed, everyone departs, leaving the to poets hang-out in another lovely garden, rich with fruit trees, and do some poeming.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNn8ndizYotchWOVm4sPiwoHfAF5UTTX5bu7COF2A0k3Axnrb-3KvLfIGQzsc8ocYgi_YaPRtyJxzTgAoIDubI-_NLaMOOuIyxv1gKjHPc6fZRPz510nlW6l3t7rwb9ILjLej7zJX56-r/s1600/32+hokku-label+%2528some+of+us%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNn8ndizYotchWOVm4sPiwoHfAF5UTTX5bu7COF2A0k3Axnrb-3KvLfIGQzsc8ocYgi_YaPRtyJxzTgAoIDubI-_NLaMOOuIyxv1gKjHPc6fZRPz510nlW6l3t7rwb9ILjLej7zJX56-r/s320/32+hokku-label+%2528some+of+us%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693083735777150274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(‘some of us / have ladders / inside // some of us / have swings / inside’, AF)<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_ExEBR4YJpxjgeEvvJliqOEdv7atF4xL4La51KIkdcVm4pjeJThImy236FjKugDem-g7qym-doJdCAntE23iJ-_S_5nL2IzwkIkPTmVRik4tpZkf8KNJKK2o0EQdblJY1qX-mJf7avuV/s1600/32+hokku-label+%2528overlapped+buds+unfold%2529+.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX_ExEBR4YJpxjgeEvvJliqOEdv7atF4xL4La51KIkdcVm4pjeJThImy236FjKugDem-g7qym-doJdCAntE23iJ-_S_5nL2IzwkIkPTmVRik4tpZkf8KNJKK2o0EQdblJY1qX-mJf7avuV/s320/32+hokku-label+%2528overlapped+buds+unfold%2529+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693083728919433250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(overlapped/buds/unfold’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyYeuPYT7fjqd3fiwTNXCDXUB0ww4636CYQKeczN1E742Q9CV1vCIMVctd2SPDAYwrm1W8ev9iqiNNCAYTuLaVbX9bX73IL0EejYl3vL2p2e0zLVdEoPrsKMgpOH65QbhZSlJTOqrQ9UR/s1600/32+hokku-label+%2528pear+appear%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyYeuPYT7fjqd3fiwTNXCDXUB0ww4636CYQKeczN1E742Q9CV1vCIMVctd2SPDAYwrm1W8ev9iqiNNCAYTuLaVbX9bX73IL0EejYl3vL2p2e0zLVdEoPrsKMgpOH65QbhZSlJTOqrQ9UR/s320/32+hokku-label+%2528pear+appear%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693083748124337090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(‘pear/appear’, AF)<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglORybG-KoTbBv0lslCDq_fZG_Iq6zwphyphenhyphenWbgHkLMksolFsEvhv0uAhSlthDjqoE6KF5w6AbQ9qwd_jt9qmrLS5keQYde9pHxXMgpn-PeDBWZ0a7HSn8XBrQbV4XBb9XLiRdYcYhXvtS3i/s1600/hokku-label+fortunately+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglORybG-KoTbBv0lslCDq_fZG_Iq6zwphyphenhyphenWbgHkLMksolFsEvhv0uAhSlthDjqoE6KF5w6AbQ9qwd_jt9qmrLS5keQYde9pHxXMgpn-PeDBWZ0a7HSn8XBrQbV4XBb9XLiRdYcYhXvtS3i/s320/hokku-label+fortunately+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693083709923331266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">32 hokku-label<br />(fortunately / this beautiful / blossom // knows nothing / of Autumn's / poor yield ’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda (I)</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">This is a selection of our Ballad Headlines, from the proposal for Deveron Arts. The form seems to be a kind of mélange of IHF’s HEADLINE poems of the 1960s, composed from the pages of <span style="font-style: italic;">Fishing News</span>, with a feint echo of Harry Smith’s thematic summations, in his <span style="font-style: italic;">Anthology</span> of American folk-song:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">“19) THEFT OF STETSON HAT CAUSES DEADLY DISPUTE, VICTIM IDENTIFIES SELF AS FAMILY MAN; 20) McKINLEY SWEARS, MOURNS, DIES, ROOSEVELT GETS WHITE HOUSE AND SILVER CUP; 21) ALBERT DIES PREFERRING ALICE FRY, BUT JUDGE FINDS FRANKIE CHARMING AT LATTER’S TRIAL; 22) MANUFACTURERS [<span style="font-style: italic;">sic</span>] PROUD DREAM DESTROYED AT SHIPWRECK, SEGREGATED POOR DIE FIRST; 23) GEORGIE RUNS INTO ROCK AFTER MOTHER’S WARNING, DIES WITH THE ENGINE HE LOVES; 24) CRACK ENGINEER JONES IN FATAL COLLISION, KNEW ALICE FRY, WIFE RECALLS SYMBOLIC DREAM, LATER CONSOLES CHILDREN.” </span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">BALLAD HEADLINES</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(I) (‘Son David’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">DNA TESTS CONFIRM</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BLOOD STAINS ‘HUMAN’</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">NOT EQUINE</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">DAVID CHARGED</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(II) (‘The Four Marys’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">THREE MARYS CLEARED</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">MARY HAMILTON CONFESSES</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">EXECUTION PULL-OUT SPECIAL</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(III) (‘Dowie Dens of Yarrow’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BLOODBATH AT YARROW –</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">LATEST TOLL: 9 DEAD </span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IV) (‘Mill O’ Tifty’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">FINAL TRUMPET SOUNDS</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">FOR LAMMIE</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">WHEEL TURNS AGAIN</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">AT TIFTY</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(V) (‘The Gypsy Laddies’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">EARL’S WIFE MISSING</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">SUSPICION FALLS</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">ON GYPSIES –</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">MAIL EDITIORIAL INSIDE</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VI) (‘Clerk Saunders’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">CLERK CLAIMS</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> ‘WE DIDN’T MEAN</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">TO GO TO SEA’</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VII) (‘The Fause Bride’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">RIDDLE OF ‘SHIP</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">IN FOREST’ SOLVED</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">BRIDE ADMITS</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">FALSE TESTIMONY</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(VIII) (‘Edom of Gordon’)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">FLAMES ENGULF</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">CORGRAFF</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">ABSENT LAIRD</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">‘HEARTBROKEN’</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(For Deveron Arts)</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF, KC</span>)</span></span><br /></div></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda: Shadow Curator<br /><br /></span>The English artist Ben Jones was shadow curator to Clauzia Zeiske at Huntly for 6 months in 2011. Ben offers some thoughts and photographs taken in and around Huntly, reflecting his impression of the town and community.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">As someone who has lived in a city for ten years but was brought up close to fairly rural countyside, it sounds ridiculous, but living in Aberdeenshire, I did feel as if I was in a different country – which I obviously was. A comment that has stuck with me is that in England there are rural areas, but in Scotland there is rural and there is also remote. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">English remoteness rarely exists, as you are never that far away from easy access to a city or large town. However, for large swathes of the North of Scotland, towns are far apart, the combination of the rural landscape and the decimated transport system creates a strong sense of remoteness – something that I have never experienced before. 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmV-xGNQ-7v2u0jiLLdUFK56XNxcP-iF6nMPixIDuLTtQVJXttX6zCrWJ6huspXpPOdtnRmUykkNHS2PoXQZeqH7rxAC1fXQFCyfijdIAM5hrwGOPAZYkpRKeioTFfpE6FNXIEtqFn8rWZ/s320/No+smoking+in+Doric+takeaway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695704715326036130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQa_Q9T4Sm4eKrERadvPblgrnzDqu2cPwr-c97gtlMBzqVwprmZrRbB6hH3dhnw4gR_dfrl71VgpTbNMO21-FIbkmNEnjtF3n6RszAnfm0ByF0V86APt9nqXMib89JcMNcjOumTeFyP8ta/s1600/Whiskey.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQa_Q9T4Sm4eKrERadvPblgrnzDqu2cPwr-c97gtlMBzqVwprmZrRbB6hH3dhnw4gR_dfrl71VgpTbNMO21-FIbkmNEnjtF3n6RszAnfm0ByF0V86APt9nqXMib89JcMNcjOumTeFyP8ta/s320/Whiskey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695704724599322050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">BJ</span>)<br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >intimations</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.deveron-arts.com/"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Deveron Arts</span></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.hamish-fulton.com/"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Hamish Fulton</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.urbanpioneers.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/huntlywoodpublic_low.pdf"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Huntly Woods & Norma Hunter</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.walkingand.org/"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Walking and</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.deveron-arts.com/wb/pages/artists/rocca-gutteridge.php">Rocca Gutteridge</a> </span><br /><br /></span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-75218021052030158942011-07-07T07:11:00.000-07:002012-09-19T06:58:24.884-07:00(53) the hidden gardens<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">
<br />So leben wir, und nehmen immer Abschied.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">(So too our life, an ongoing goodbye.)</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">– Rilke, Eighth Duino Elegy<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Joko’s house, the demesne of Ogaki</span> is the hidden gardens, back of tramway</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bashoing the hidden gardens </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Luke</span> had come to <span style="font-style: italic;">tramway</span> to meet <span style="font-style: italic;">us</span>. Reached the <span style="font-style: italic;">seclusion of the familiar brick and raised beds of the hidden gardens by Scotrail, Irfan</span> having also come in from <span style="font-style: italic;">London</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Angus came speeding in with the kids on the mainline</span>, got together at <span style="font-style: italic;">the Yurt. Larry, Colin, Margaret, Morven & Gerry</span>, as well as other friends, day and night, kindly called, as if encountering someone restored to life, showing their pleasure and warm affection. Before fully recovering from the exhaustion and exertion of the long journey, on the <span style="font-style: italic;">final day of the season</span>, decided to visit the o<span style="font-style: italic;">ld woodland platform</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">With the wooden books sheltering under the big oak</span>, back on the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">train</span> again</span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">pulling mussels </span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;">from a shell</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;">parting the paired</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">tea cups</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">May leaves</span></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">back into memory</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: #333333; font-style: italic;">(May 15, 2011)</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYRxops520qTmzMAksU4nu50FQnQ-LioE9mSRRd0RcJWQqqQ3tthlNNQmasq_Rbl7qsgZwWm-10xe0cT85YcRDuiY2aKQ0W-IXjV6Wjm4WdfIIQG5pKyDTd9XEj3ec5UrFsn2p2WW_BiL/s1600/TRN+mirror-map+FINAL+FINAL.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629548509281522898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYRxops520qTmzMAksU4nu50FQnQ-LioE9mSRRd0RcJWQqqQ3tthlNNQmasq_Rbl7qsgZwWm-10xe0cT85YcRDuiY2aKQ0W-IXjV6Wjm4WdfIIQG5pKyDTd9XEj3ec5UrFsn2p2WW_BiL/s400/TRN+mirror-map+FINAL+FINAL.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 283px; width: 400px;" /></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 the road north</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Prologue </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Tomohiko</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> Ogawa
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">An e-mail arrives on the 11th from Tomohiko.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;">Today I sent you a package of green tea for the Matsuri Festival in Glasgow. It will be arrive hopefully 14th, it might be 15th. If you have it in 14th, please bring it and serve it at Glasgow. If it's not in the date, please take it to the road north trip.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;">The tea is taken in Yame (Yame is written with eight women in chinese chracter), and the place is well known as good quality tea and also it was well known as great early exporter of tea for Europe. Yame is not so far from where now I live.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;">The place is very far from Fukushima (probably Fukushima has been known as same as Hiroshima and Nagasaki now), so you don't have to worry about nuclear.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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53 Tomohiko's tea
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Ken Cockburn, 2011<br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">the way west</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">On the 11.00 train Waverley–Queen Street, over a thermos of puerh, we adapt station (53). It goes fine until that dense closing hokku, which we puzzle over between Linlithgow and Falkirk.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">the <span style="font-style: italic;">hamaguri</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">shell and innards parting</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">departing fall</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Eck puns on the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cuJ1AefhWzE">Squeeze</a> song 'Pulling Mussels from a Shell', and finds the line, ‘parting the paired cups’, referring to the two tea-bowls Lorna gave us before the first road trip a May ago. They’ve come on our journeys, and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then sat together on the shelf in Ken’s new flat, until Eck, who stayed there last night, brought ‘his’ bowl with him today, leaving the other behind.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWL7AIlB0yb0qItLcuISmWSDLLGb2U-lMh5tD__VfnSq6OUQJcYpLadCSQzOpZmATVNxOXS-LNm88mjkbvxa8SCoN92v3KZk7a86ZtVgo4Pzexxhyphenhyphens3KMNyvGRuwQHYfxD5lLfPJ4uESuy/s1600/brown+tea+bowl%2521.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630674318435313570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWL7AIlB0yb0qItLcuISmWSDLLGb2U-lMh5tD__VfnSq6OUQJcYpLadCSQzOpZmATVNxOXS-LNm88mjkbvxa8SCoN92v3KZk7a86ZtVgo4Pzexxhyphenhyphens3KMNyvGRuwQHYfxD5lLfPJ4uESuy/s400/brown+tea+bowl%2521.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; width: 400px;" /></a><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> 53 Eck's tea-bowl <br />Luke Allan 2011
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">The train is busy. Before we pull out, a young policeman walks through the carriage, disembarks. There are two football matches taking place in the west today, with the championship at stake, though you’d be hard pressed to make either the kick-off from this train. Shoppers, more likely, though we can’t imagine they’re the policeman’s concern.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">As we walk down Buchanan Street towards Central Station, Eck talks about his first football match, the infamous 1980 Celtic-Rangers cup final, won by a sclaffed deflected Danny McGrain 'shot', which he remembers more for being hit in the face by a can of tennants flung from a Rangers bus that took the wrong road in to the game, and the riot afterwards, sparked when a wee Celtic fan ran onto the pitch, kicked a ball into the goal at the Rangers’ end, and flicked them the Vs.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Ken’s glad his own memories of Starks Park can’t compare. The first game saw go Raith went 2-0 down to Falkirk, before winning 4-2, which he found excitingly satisfactory.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Arriving </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggm8xDKQb5Zqul5O005_scoBMMV5ZQPtHOMDKeqhAXw5GPANUIqLblcJBeDi7Whd8IWJfISsL_QPY5x_1qcKCkNKKpt4rk9_RQUJltNRo3Xycz10UfWK8hyphenhyphen_ThVlbZOmVRVE3I7J2elbXN/s1600/the+hidden+gardens.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629528437782044994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggm8xDKQb5Zqul5O005_scoBMMV5ZQPtHOMDKeqhAXw5GPANUIqLblcJBeDi7Whd8IWJfISsL_QPY5x_1qcKCkNKKpt4rk9_RQUJltNRo3Xycz10UfWK8hyphenhyphen_ThVlbZOmVRVE3I7J2elbXN/s400/the+hidden+gardens.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 264px; width: 400px;" /></a> </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">the hidden gardens</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke & Colin are already at the hidden gardens when we arrive. Colin, just back from a week in North Uist, shows us photos of Langais Wood – new display boards, letterboxes among the trees, stamps in his notebook.</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Colin Will, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Eck and Andy are in constant discussion about how to stop the boxes from flooding in horizontal Uist rain: option (A) alter the lid, option (B) alter the rain.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Bharpa Langais</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">photograph by Dana Macphee, 2010</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Colin still couldn’t bring himself to crawl into <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/06/49-eiheiji.html">that ancient hillside chamber</a>.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Irfan</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">David Williams, 2001</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Next to arrive is Irfan, up from London, after getting in touch via the blog and sending some haiku we’ll read today. We haven’t seen him since the pocketbooks days, ten years ago. He was our poster-boy, the wonderful David Williams’ shot of him in turban and grandpa shirt gracing the cover of<span style="font-style: italic;"> Wish I was here.</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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53 Morven<span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Gerry</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 100%;"></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">In the café Morven and Gerry arrive as we’re finishing, so we leave them the table. At the yurt the first tea-flasks are set up, Granny’s Green Cherry Tea (as Eck calls it) and a rich Black Gabalong.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">We scan the clouds for any sign of a helicopter, its direction of travel an oracle for the way the championship’s headed. The shouts from a nearby block of flats suggest someone’s scored, but who?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">We say hello to as many of the guests as we can, some of whom we met on the road. It’s disorientating and delightful to find them all here in one place on one day. Emma (Loch Insh), Ella (Falkland), Pat & Andy (Luing), Margaret (Dunira), Colin (Langais), Gerry & Morven (Carbeth, Glen Fruin), Isobel, Lorna and Holly (Kilmartin), Angus, Mark and Tana (Edo), Maris (Kinloch Rannoch), a This-Is-Your-Life moment, with the wooden books of the Xylotheque as The Big Red Leather Book.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">We’d planned to read with our backs to the Woodland Platform but the crowd beat us to the only shelter available. While they huddle against the drizzle we each take our turn on the gravel stage. A glance back, no sign yet of Mr Tarahara, the Japanese Consul.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Andy Law, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Colin begins with drum and chimes. Margaret sings our pair for the women's rice-harvest song of Shirakawa, ‘<span style="font-style: italic;">Gradh geal mo chridh’ </span>(<span style="font-style: italic;">I would plough with you and reap</span>'). We read the poem's prologue. </span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">when was it I first had that dream</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">of roving the glens up and down</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">guided by Basho’s <span style="font-style: italic;">oku</span>?</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">leaving behind the pink lanes of gean</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">blossoming in The Meadows</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">heading off to look</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">for Shirakawa...<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Taking us back a year to setting-out at Bonnington Road, the Pilrig Park cherry-blossom, and stops along the way.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 wish, cherry blossom, Pilrig Park
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Paul Edgerley, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">ten years on</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">this old house 260</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">is our degree zero</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">not all the vista</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">but still<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a start</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">gean pink again in Pilrig Park</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">and a flitting in the offing</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">swopping one hill view for another</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">familiar streets</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Pilrig, Rosslyn, Bonnington</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">exchanged for hills</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Tinto, The Buchaille, Roshven</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Names that touch us more than we knew they ever would.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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53 reading, Angus Reid
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Luke Allan, 2011
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53 reading, Larry Butler
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Luke Allan, 2011
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53 reading, Ken & Alec
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Luke Allan, 2011
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">The centrepiece of the day is a word-map of Scotland. Of course, we haven't covered the whole country, still it's a start. 9 readers read 100 place-name hokku, which </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">we've gathered from a range of contributors, listed on the website. To read the word-map, or to download the complete reading, click <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/p/alec-finlay-01-11-under-sickle-docken.html">here</a>.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;">***</span>Track 1. <a href="https://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%201%2C%20Margaret%20Bennett%20opening%20song.aiff">Margaret Bennett's<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></a></span><a href="https://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%201%2C%20Margaret%20Bennett%20opening%20song.aiff" target="_blank"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">'</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Gradh geal mo chridh'</span></a><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="https://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%201%2C%20Margaret%20Bennett%20opening%20song.aiff"></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;">***</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Track 2. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%202%2C%20Alec%20and%20Ken%20introduction.aiff" target="_blank">Basho & Sora's introduction</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 4. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%204%2C%20Morven%20Gregor%20%2812-22%29.aiff" target="_blank">Morven Gregor (12-22)</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 6. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%206%2C%20Larry%20Butler%20%2834-44%29.aiff" target="_blank">Larry Butler (34-44)</a>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">Track 7. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%207%2C%20Margaret%20Bennett%20%2845-55%29.aiff" target="_blank">Margaret Bennett (45-55)</a>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 8. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%208%2C%20Gerry%20Loose%20%2856-66%29.aiff" target="_blank">Gerry Loose (56-66)</a>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 9. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%209%2C%20Colin%20Will%20%2867-77%29.aiff" target="_blank">Colin Will (67-77)</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">Track 10. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2010%2C%20Angus%20Reid%20%2878-88%29.aiff" target="_blank">Angus Reid (78-88)</a>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;"> </span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Track 11. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2011%2C%20Ken%20Cockburn%20%2889-100%29.aiff" target="_blank">Ken Cockburn (89-100)</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 13. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2013%2C%20Margaret%20Bennett%2C%20closing%20song.aiff" target="_blank">Margaret Bennett's 'Grioal cridhe' (Glen Lyon's Lament)</a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: white;">***</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> Track 14. <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2014%2C%20Mr%20Tarahara%2C%20Ruined%20Castle%2C%20End.aiff">Mr Tarahara's<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2014%2C%20Mr%20Tarahara%2C%20Ruined%20Castle%2C%20End.aiff" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank"><span lang="EN-US">Kojo no tsuki</span></a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%2C%2014%2C%20Mr%20Tarahara%2C%20Ruined%20Castle%2C%20End.aiff"><span lang="EN-US"> (ruined castle)</span></a>
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Mr Tarahara</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Mr & Mrs Tarahara have arrived and we agree what he’ll do and when. Eck and Ken read the Basho adaptation for this station. Margaret sings the great lament of Glen Lyon, which we last listened to after our swim on that scorchio day June 21, 2010. To close Mr Tarahara speaks of how we shall all someday ruin. We couldn't agree more. And sings ‘Kojo no tsuki’ (ruined castle).</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 the road north</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Eck says: I’m sure it was on Neil Young's jukebox, that bluesy classic of the road: 'We are all gonna be a ruined castle someday’.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Tomohiko adds: 'Kojo no Tsuki' is the song for ruined castle and moon. It’s a interesting coincidence that I am living in Oita prefecture now where there is the ruin of the castle in that song. I haven't visit there yet but I will visit someday not for far future.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">the hidden gardens</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">It's always a pleasure to wander in the hidden gardens, and from what people tell us after, the quiet performance has a calm that fits. Jim McGonigall writes to say it was 'absolutely memorable, strange, human and spiritual.'<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our minds go back to the twenty-four hour renga we composed here a few years ago, moon rising over a sleeping city, the first train at dawn and a bow to Peter Manson's marathon contribution.</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">The nest-boxes have been redone. The wooden books have survived well, the oak's girth's expanded, and Angus, the gardens' founder, is here – Angus who whose trail we've followed from Achnabrek, through Glen Lyon to The Quiraing – with his 2 girls bonny and growing.</span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">53 Xylotheque</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> (Alec Finlay, 2004)</span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as if the endless sari</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">of <span style="font-style: italic;">Draupadi</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">unravelled at the matsuri<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">born this way –</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">in the Tramway</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>rereading Calvino</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Why Read The Classics? </span></span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>last night in Carlisle</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">Lady Gaga</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">was all about style</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the craving's begun –</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">no cigarette</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">till London</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">counting every sacred cow</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">remembering</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">to be here now</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda: gallery </span></span><br />
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53 woodland platform
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53 hokku-label<br />
('now the poem's over / it's able / to begin again', KC)
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Luke Allan, 2011
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53 hokku-label<br />
('I kept seeing the birds / flying in and out / of the boxes / during the reading', KC)
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Luke Allan, 2011
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53 hokku-label
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('May leaves / lead this journey / back into memory', KC)
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Luke Allan, 2011
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('as it should / the last tea / has a tang / of seaweed', KC)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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53 hokku-label
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('pulling mussels / from a shell // parting the / paired cups', AF)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011 </span><br />
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53 hokku-label
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('one helicopter / doesn't make / a summer', AF)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011 </span><br />
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53 hokku-label
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('silver birches / green city shade / reclaimed ground', anon)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span><span style="font-size: 100%;">
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53 hokku-label (Irfan Merchant)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span>
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53 hokku-label (Irfan Merchant)
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span>
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53 wish
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011</span>
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53 wish
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Luke Allan, 2011 </span><br />
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53 yurt gathering (L-R: Angus, Alec, Ken, Larry, Morven, Gerry)
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Luke Allan, 2011<br />
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</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%C5%8Dj%C5%8D_no_Tsuki"><span lang="EN-US">Kojo no tsuki</span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> was composed in </span><span style="font-size: 100%;">1901 by Japanese pianist and composer <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rentar%C5%8D_Taki" title="Rentarō Taki">Rentarō Taki</a>. The music of the song was inspired by the ruins of <a class="new" href="http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E5%B2%A1%E5%9F%8E_%28%E8%B1%8A%E5%BE%8C%E5%9B%BD%29" title="Oka Castle (page does not exist)">Oka Castle</a>. Y</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">ou can view the arrangement </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="http://www.ne.jp/asahi/minako/watanabe/moon.htm">here</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%; text-decoration: underline;">,</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;"> and the Japanese lyrics and their English translation <a href="http://www.blogger.com/and%20the%20lyrics%20here">here.</a></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> <a href="http://www.tramway.org/hidden_gardens/"></a>
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</span><a href="http://www.thehiddengardens.org.uk/"><span style="font-size: 100%;">the hidden gardens</span></a><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 100%;">are </span><span style="font-size: 100%;">situated on what was once a debris field of bricks and rubble harking back to the partial demolition of the building in 1987-88.</span>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 85%;"> </span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-31137724471161162702011-06-28T01:21:00.000-07:002011-07-11T01:58:54.019-07:00(9) Monreith<style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Gill Sans"; panose-1:2 11 5 2 2 1 4 2 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:"Gill Sans"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Gill Sans"; mso-hansi-font-family:"Gill Sans"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">‘hide a stone among stones<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">a man among men’<br /><br />- Akira Kurowsawa, <span style="font-style: italic;">Hidden Fortress</span><br /><br />Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> Joboji </span>would have been Tom Pow, but he’s away in Lebanon<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">shrines </span>to inspect are Celtic Christian and Neolithic: chapels of Ninian and Medan, The Wren’s Egg and Nest; our<span style="font-style: italic;"> temple there called Shugen-komyoj </span>is St Medana’s Chapel down among the rocks<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Inuoumono</span>, the dog-shooting field, is Gavin Maxwell’s basking shark fishery, Soay, and the memorial to him here at Elrig<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Nasu reed-brakes</span> are ‘medan’, the cliff-top meadows of the Rhinns of Galloway<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Tamamo-no-mae's tomb </span>is St Medan’s stone-boat by the chapel, the hawthorn and well, found and not.<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">native land </span>has turned gorse-yellow, Salmond-yellow<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">prayer</span> is to our boots, that they be waterproof without waterproofing for one last trip</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf4PkjbgBYQKSxpFKy6oxmBqQyliiSFSRszCdtXcUeeVJfknbbuV3Kj82-CEAmJ79Pm9TO0IoCbIc9QZf2cOiYQdH89WX6EBDPS05ufhc71BXamXxA8_yyaQaAyufLWzFoHx-Rnwt3Xk_/s1600/last+few+days.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf4PkjbgBYQKSxpFKy6oxmBqQyliiSFSRszCdtXcUeeVJfknbbuV3Kj82-CEAmJ79Pm9TO0IoCbIc9QZf2cOiYQdH89WX6EBDPS05ufhc71BXamXxA8_yyaQaAyufLWzFoHx-Rnwt3Xk_/s400/last+few+days.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623993723629605730" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 ‘Last few days’<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">‘Last few days’: the road south-west</span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken starts his civic day voting at the Ebeneezer Chapel in Bangor Road – then drops off a bag of books at at St Andrew’s & St George’s on George St, for the annual Christian Aid book fair. Books bought there in the past are still unread, so now he’s happier to give than to receive.<br /><br />He drives slowly through morning traffic as Eck’s train pulls out slowly from Newcastle Central. Past Tollcross it’s quiet and soon the car skirts the Pentlands on the A702, as the train shuffles along The Wall towards Carlisle. Rain’s forecast later but for now the weather’s fine. Ken stops for tea and wifi at Annandale Water, scenic services remembered from long-past family and SPL van trips; Eck empties his flask of dark puerh cup by cup.<br /><br />Our ways intersect at Dumfries without mishap. We head west beneath still fair skies, though by the time we stop at Bladnoch the rain’s on. At the distillery we forgo the tour and the venerable bottles for a 46% miniature – from a choice of labels we opt for a Wigtown-Scotland’s-Book-Town stack of books rather than Burns and scenery<br /><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: right; font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">KC, AF</span>)</div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Isle of Whithorn</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihPSmR-qPZprTMT4YltXvlQNG6WWBDjEO9s8z6q_i8x_-hRQAhjP0iEmZvgEXrFe6eHjiPoEvJwVo-3Yqo51WwYvmCC_qXV7knP7eJiFk_6HCDe5G9_jVJHAZifVACLf97p-PoXah4pqng/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528the+flag+of+the+Fifth+kingdom%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihPSmR-qPZprTMT4YltXvlQNG6WWBDjEO9s8z6q_i8x_-hRQAhjP0iEmZvgEXrFe6eHjiPoEvJwVo-3Yqo51WwYvmCC_qXV7knP7eJiFk_6HCDe5G9_jVJHAZifVACLf97p-PoXah4pqng/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528the+flag+of+the+Fifth+kingdom%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623993751994025042" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span></p>9 hokku-label<br />(the flag of the Fifth kingdom, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Our first stop proper is at Isle of Whithorn. Bladnoch’s as far as Ken’s been before, so the Machars is new territory for him. The land is fairly flat and, despite proximity to the sea, with rain reducing visibility we feel landlocked – views defined by gorse and cattle. We follow the blue P round past the harbour, and an optimistic berth.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">angled rain<br />waterproofs<br /><br />safe & dry<br />in the car<br /><br />an ironical boat<br />in the harbour<br /><br />BRIGHT HORIZON<br /><br />The locals say<br />on a clear day<br />you may see<br />four Kingdoms from here<br /><br />Scotland<br />Ireland<br />England<br />Man<br />& the fifth Kingdom<br />Heaven<br /><br />whose flag is<br />sometimes grey<br />sometimes blue<br /><br />and which<br />translate into<br />Radio Scotland on-FM-and-Medium-wave<br />BBC Ulster<br />Radio Cumbria<br />Man FM<br />Celestial Radio</div><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUuqtl7bpjAJpxhL5_LrSasOKuXTOlxVUHQj8RISBWIXEhlXr84Y3lsHlf4sUs9KIYm-B2NbDhyHDLsPAyn15s3YppQsIx9Ch_UeQ5O2qnpxptj6JkLudm6oHui30JM5cU5vT_smakLlXX/s1600/9+Whithorn+St+Ninian%2527s+Chapel.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUuqtl7bpjAJpxhL5_LrSasOKuXTOlxVUHQj8RISBWIXEhlXr84Y3lsHlf4sUs9KIYm-B2NbDhyHDLsPAyn15s3YppQsIx9Ch_UeQ5O2qnpxptj6JkLudm6oHui30JM5cU5vT_smakLlXX/s400/9+Whithorn+St+Ninian%2527s+Chapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623993739467691682" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 The Chapel<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">St Ninian’s Chapel is a short walk away. By the time Ken’s gathered thoughts and necessities from the car Eck’s poemed, and drunk a cup of lukewarm Jasmine tea – that thermos from Lewis is on the wane, new-filled it’s hot near the neck.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br />The first wee beach is mirrored by another, 30 yards away, like<a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/52-lochailort.html"> Eilean nan Gobhar</a>. The drystane walls on the approach are thick with lichen, but the ruined chapel itself is well-maintained, tidy stone and shorn grass, sans wildflowers of say Sand or Kilmarie.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7NSfHWAmca8hxl5uHPAnCj9j0PWypUejFwZyBEzRsybFepwOSdrk2uMtlKZ1GUejmoFFxiNdqGcJ6QfbUmbdyrzeDEFLq4g5hmm_DC2_LRffnEWS86GK0vYo0mIxyH2I1eJkAdouLY_-/s1600/9+Whithorn+window.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7NSfHWAmca8hxl5uHPAnCj9j0PWypUejFwZyBEzRsybFepwOSdrk2uMtlKZ1GUejmoFFxiNdqGcJ6QfbUmbdyrzeDEFLq4g5hmm_DC2_LRffnEWS86GK0vYo0mIxyH2I1eJkAdouLY_-/s400/9+Whithorn+window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623993764816396562" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Sora’s cloistered window<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Although haphazard, the Witness Cairn’s permanent-markered stones are fastidious compared to our transient labeling.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv4E2Ux8oNywF5kkufZDHgMKUMJ-mjdgR17xLpjFsKKgRs4Okv9pQjjXZyG5aqlKi5wMtpSYYxD9ECFYhfTK0PymjUPYTVVncP47PHs-Qlt98xz2ErrsfWPrJvteStnpndY4v0hrVeR22O/s1600/9+Whithorn+The+Witness+Cairn+1.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv4E2Ux8oNywF5kkufZDHgMKUMJ-mjdgR17xLpjFsKKgRs4Okv9pQjjXZyG5aqlKi5wMtpSYYxD9ECFYhfTK0PymjUPYTVVncP47PHs-Qlt98xz2ErrsfWPrJvteStnpndY4v0hrVeR22O/s400/9+Whithorn+The+Witness+Cairn+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623997953013206194" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 The Witness Cairn<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEk8eqW0WS9y485V6P63gFAs1TMNSeNF2nuLLgIH8tjbXayKS2vwV5IlJdUjLP2QUq0xOGKYoyjoXvtrr5KmYqOf8QtNOpVkOnq0pn3UlGGBGIfyi_8sGQpIS_2UIWC6HVNkp5PmRH4Hx/s1600/i.m.+Kenneth+Kay.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEk8eqW0WS9y485V6P63gFAs1TMNSeNF2nuLLgIH8tjbXayKS2vwV5IlJdUjLP2QUq0xOGKYoyjoXvtrr5KmYqOf8QtNOpVkOnq0pn3UlGGBGIfyi_8sGQpIS_2UIWC6HVNkp5PmRH4Hx/s400/i.m.+Kenneth+Kay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623997964087344210" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 i.m. Kenneth Kay<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">It’s cold and windy. May, and we agree not bringing gloves was a mistake. Eck returns to the car for shelter while Ken investigates an odd square white structure at the headland – no idea what it is.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Nearby’s a second <span style="font-style: italic;">Solway Harvester</span> memorial – the first one, ‘Erected by the Freemasons’, sits outwith the Witness Cairn wall. A scallop dredger, <span style="font-style: italic;">Solway</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Harvester</span> sank off Man in January 2000 with the loss of seven crew. One suspicion was nets became entangled with a submarine which dived, dragging the boat under, but the final report raised concerns over maintenance.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF, KC</span>)</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" > </span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tale of the stone woman<br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lesdunford/3056934470/" title="St Medan's 'boat' by Les Dunford, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/3056934470_49741f1f5e.jpg" alt="St Medan's 'boat'" height="375" width="500" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 'St Medan's boat'<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Courtesy Les Dunford, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">At <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/44-dunadd.html">Dunadd</a> we saw the footfall of King or Queen or Witch imprinted in rock, here there’s a whole woman, man or boat, <span style="font-style: italic;">Medan</span>, depending how you open the name:<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Nadokoro Medan</span><br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read maiden<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read Edan, Etain<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read Medoin<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read Moninne<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Modwena<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read Muadan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">my Aedan<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read Modan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">friend of St Drostan<br /><br />(<span style="font-style: italic;">our translation</span>)<br /><br />for Medan<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">read cliff-top meadow<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Rhinns of Galloway<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>There being no consensus. let’s agree: Saintly man or Saintly woman, probably from Ireland, in the era of tidal influx associated with Ninian, whose cave is nearby.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The shape-shifting of myths and beliefs gives us Medan as our pairing with Lady Tamamo, the fox spirit who assumes the guise of a seductive woman. That story originally Indian: Kalmasapada, a king, was born of a union between his father and a female tiger. Fierce he was, and with stripy legs.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"> </div><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">ANGRY </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">KING </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">CLAIMS</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">—</span> </p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">LAWS HAVE “NO CLAWS”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In the Japanese tale Yasube no Yasunari exorcised Lady Tamamo’s fox spirit, revealing its true form.<br /></span></p><p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"> </div><p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">YASUNARI PUTS HEX<br /></span></p><p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">ON “FOXY” LADY TAMAMO</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She was then hunted over the reedy plains of Nasu where Miura no Suke Akira shot her through with an arrow.<br /><br /><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">LADY TAMAMO<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">KILLED BY ARROW<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">AT NASU</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This gave Basho reason to mention the dog-shooting competition. Lady Tamamo’s ghost was transformed into the Sesshoseki rock.<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "> </div><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">LADY TAMAMO<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">TURNED TO STONE –<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">EXPERTS SUSPECT GAS</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This noxious moth-killing stone we paired with the Murder Stone by <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/11-tingwall_23.html">Tingwall</a>, which Jen visited last summer.<br /><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">KAZUNAO ”TURNED ME ON<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">TUNED ME IN”<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">CLAIMS LADY TAMAMO</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Eventually, through the guidance of Minamoto Kazunao, Tamamo was enlightened. For more details see the Noh play <span style="font-style: italic;">Sesshoseki</span>.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTRhtHKV3y2lHX_PidSiVnDF-Q9OxIurJSUq0uc2Wcdqxg40Wdr583poYSsGrfkLSeZigwnZLB6uzjhdhdZNNxkHhgcn9D6cJ28LtD1zkJlhwhpA6eAodDMsE7-wXz-Tlg_poZ_4QB1Ud/s1600/IMG_3381.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTRhtHKV3y2lHX_PidSiVnDF-Q9OxIurJSUq0uc2Wcdqxg40Wdr583poYSsGrfkLSeZigwnZLB6uzjhdhdZNNxkHhgcn9D6cJ28LtD1zkJlhwhpA6eAodDMsE7-wXz-Tlg_poZ_4QB1Ud/s400/IMG_3381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623997974854508018" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 The Murder Stone, Tingwall</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> Jen Hadfield, 2010<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Tamamo-no-mae’s tomb</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nekoguchi/3757010490/" title="Nasu Kogen 那須高原 - Sesshou seki 殺生石 by nekoguchi, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2607/3757010490_47ef3b178e.jpg" alt="Nasu Kogen 那須高原 - Sesshou seki 殺生石" height="281" width="500" /></a><br /></span></p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">9 Nasu Kogen, Sesshou seki<br />courtesy Nekoguchi, 2011<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5hyphenhyphenNf4_nbPz3O25KewyMGgYLjwX1AYEbVasken96uq3rEOPrNigX4lVc-vQTWCFYI73HeRCHw2WxFG9UttaU3weT8BJS2CBVIwMsX4myHJLzSqXr71p54HlrSkKmYOymNROGJtAzq_nO/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+ivy+%2526+stone.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5hyphenhyphenNf4_nbPz3O25KewyMGgYLjwX1AYEbVasken96uq3rEOPrNigX4lVc-vQTWCFYI73HeRCHw2WxFG9UttaU3weT8BJS2CBVIwMsX4myHJLzSqXr71p54HlrSkKmYOymNROGJtAzq_nO/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+ivy+%2526+stone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623997983578874898" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 the stones of Kirkmaiden<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Haec Loca </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYlWGfihfOGtM_RbnM1xCbRgmtNHvVZ4SpHaI0F6m2zB91JX3OvoVf_LAPw5xbVNWvHFaY79qwew7Ko0sngkkkg0Koapz-yHD4oMZjMvJ64TOni5lwc3SLQCQn_23afy5teUOd2gv83kTf/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+Maxwell+Latin.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYlWGfihfOGtM_RbnM1xCbRgmtNHvVZ4SpHaI0F6m2zB91JX3OvoVf_LAPw5xbVNWvHFaY79qwew7Ko0sngkkkg0Koapz-yHD4oMZjMvJ64TOni5lwc3SLQCQn_23afy5teUOd2gv83kTf/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+Maxwell+Latin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623997997529967538" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Maxwell Memorial<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Heading down toward the bay we come across the memorial to Gavin Maxwell out on the cliff-top. This was his childhood home, on the family estate – Maxwell was a Percy of Northumberland, but they’d family lands at Monreith.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJeIVVwZHv_oyrbJ0eRhQSD4fu_ozDZCq83Rl1OlmpWLncbj7JrphxzdeBlLdJL2IzPvcCcp6Zres8rNpPr9FmXVV1I33tJVWIqm7oALaPUIS1K9wVeemnT2ARFqtnOVVeYM3h7l76eIz/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+otter+%2526+poet.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJeIVVwZHv_oyrbJ0eRhQSD4fu_ozDZCq83Rl1OlmpWLncbj7JrphxzdeBlLdJL2IzPvcCcp6Zres8rNpPr9FmXVV1I33tJVWIqm7oALaPUIS1K9wVeemnT2ARFqtnOVVeYM3h7l76eIz/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+otter+%2526+poet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014469555651858" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 otter & Sora<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga586OYlq9AGUtzlR_ebDT_AWScaRCi0ZlGvN5WPs_N7zHcJPZ_c4wXItGlSzT24Or2JizuFZ7_d_-oI0uCL64WeD73z4rutwOxRlphzu2wTxzpYUWhb3RsEF8JXAIznwWFpMccMd4eX1_/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+may.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga586OYlq9AGUtzlR_ebDT_AWScaRCi0ZlGvN5WPs_N7zHcJPZ_c4wXItGlSzT24Or2JizuFZ7_d_-oI0uCL64WeD73z4rutwOxRlphzu2wTxzpYUWhb3RsEF8JXAIznwWFpMccMd4eX1_/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+may.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014475665361666" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Kirkmaiden may<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />There’s white may, though the hawthorn, mindful of the searing wind, is cooried down in the scrub. There’s a signpost pointing the way we’re not going.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMUgj_9uvbTsKxcNYN3GdNJl01UJNMh1SG8sqmLjEyFIFjklp6_b87j3hLZ1NVFcel5GmNgWG3nLCaz9d9ISJSKaaAzoKZuzcdrQ2Vgn0cCH6Thp4KezMg6bKbm3yCP2SJa3txm-5IMNWo/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+Footpath+to+Clarksburn.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMUgj_9uvbTsKxcNYN3GdNJl01UJNMh1SG8sqmLjEyFIFjklp6_b87j3hLZ1NVFcel5GmNgWG3nLCaz9d9ISJSKaaAzoKZuzcdrQ2Vgn0cCH6Thp4KezMg6bKbm3yCP2SJa3txm-5IMNWo/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+Footpath+to+Clarksburn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014485256529282" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>9 Clarksburn<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />'Take the last path to Clarksburn, and I’ll meet you at the seaside’, as the Monkees might have sung.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH79qIx9dsb8G2WpEp_Eij616FKfsPawkr1ZnNh8BCWkIUlyxizvb-k8Sd2p0nSqiCN56_U4m-CYQpRxP78hy3lDI-tKNQzfuOA5jYP_OGRuohtjR4HmRC-dRRO7dAIKlX_f4T9JvhWFZt/s1600/mounted_archery_chasing_dogs_circa_1896_japan_business_card-p240660035919693157yt1p_400.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH79qIx9dsb8G2WpEp_Eij616FKfsPawkr1ZnNh8BCWkIUlyxizvb-k8Sd2p0nSqiCN56_U4m-CYQpRxP78hy3lDI-tKNQzfuOA5jYP_OGRuohtjR4HmRC-dRRO7dAIKlX_f4T9JvhWFZt/s400/mounted_archery_chasing_dogs_circa_1896_japan_business_card-p240660035919693157yt1p_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624331028764907938" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;">9 Mounted Archery Chasing Dogs circa 1896, Japan.<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br />Maxwell is our pair for the Inuoumono Basho records: the ancient dog-shooting field, where skilled warriors practiced for the hunt. The author of <span style="font-style: italic;">Ring of Bright Water</span>, one of the classic idylls of wild nature written in the last century, killed over 1000 basking sharks during his ill-fated fishery on Soay (1945-48). Kathleen Jamie records how<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Rifles and ammunition were never far from hand. ‘We were raised to hunt’. he says. Indeed, before Camusfearna, Maxwell had already had a short-lived and ruinous career as a basking-shark fisherman, laying waste to those huge creatures. Raised to hunt, indeed, but observant enough to notice that the fox had undigested sand-hoppers in its droppings. Two pages after the fox-slaughter, Maxwell professes ‘a love of living creatures’. He has, he says the ability to ‘make a conscious effort to put myself in the animal’s position.’<br /><br />(Kathleen Jamie, ‘Ring of Bright Water’, <span style="font-style: italic;">London Review of Book</span>s)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiux1lnXRHu_tkbZIhi3l14Omk5DGRUTvxVhHTuoajUG_BYyGlXl1pCOMkiBiO98PvULORgkoGo4J9271LAZarHqrGfGbqZq6tPLUkdX-ssZSHY5yFUc0gL3oRuCrlt22VBVu_fY6tQ6Pxy/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+otter.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiux1lnXRHu_tkbZIhi3l14Omk5DGRUTvxVhHTuoajUG_BYyGlXl1pCOMkiBiO98PvULORgkoGo4J9271LAZarHqrGfGbqZq6tPLUkdX-ssZSHY5yFUc0gL3oRuCrlt22VBVu_fY6tQ6Pxy/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+otter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014500972968114" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>9 Kirkmaiden otter<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />When Kathleen visited Sandaig she found piles of frogs’ legs at the mouth of the burn; not the aftermath of some teenagers’ massacre but the work of otters, a natural killing field.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN2RhxDwro0UpHi4Yc_FeuyqZ5_2YF57EEj-T09lqiINONKhgoJu-DP-nBkYEivtHob3ymr1umNGG-zhb7_QIvxoSdu6O0rl0ZE1uFGGyIKuELCZLRTlD51pj8Lu27ySWNs7bx4W1jGzKF/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528flame%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN2RhxDwro0UpHi4Yc_FeuyqZ5_2YF57EEj-T09lqiINONKhgoJu-DP-nBkYEivtHob3ymr1umNGG-zhb7_QIvxoSdu6O0rl0ZE1uFGGyIKuELCZLRTlD51pj8Lu27ySWNs7bx4W1jGzKF/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528flame%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624014509866632946" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘flame will / claim you’, AF)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/27-sandaig.html">Camusfearna / Sandaig</a>’s also where Ken left a verse of Valerie Gilles' last August.</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">'The lost cascade’ is a translation of the name of the Allt Caillte waterfall on Sleat. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">the sound of the lost cascade<br />reaches out<br />beyond the sea<br /><br />(</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Valerie Gillies</span><span style="font-size:100%;">)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">9 audio: <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/9%20Medan%2C%20Gillies.mp3">Valerie Gillies, </a></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/9%20Medan%2C%20Gillies.mp3">'St Medan'</a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span>Alec Finlay, 2011<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Eck tags the otter’s paw. The same flames that cast this memorial would destroy Camusfearna, killing Edal, enacting the curse that ended Maxwell’s idyll.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Medan (East Coast) </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfgfLsSdfkqCesLZ0zH8NPLqTwUzjOY3-48NDxvEPUfBdAvTkaan6K28Vw7zPGUHuXg7M7_gUWK0fMbGfNuaDNOac7W4XGyRGY1YU9XD7Gt1F_F4KmoFnITUR-4dHfatgEl5pP9sM3ZnS-/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+chapel.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfgfLsSdfkqCesLZ0zH8NPLqTwUzjOY3-48NDxvEPUfBdAvTkaan6K28Vw7zPGUHuXg7M7_gUWK0fMbGfNuaDNOac7W4XGyRGY1YU9XD7Gt1F_F4KmoFnITUR-4dHfatgEl5pP9sM3ZnS-/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+chapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624028361902841474" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Kirkmaiden Chapel</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span>S</span></p><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "> </div><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">faiTh</span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "> </div><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "> </div><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*.</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">M<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>floatEd<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*...</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">D<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">A<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">stoNe</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We’re seeking our stone-boat man-woman, Medan. Eck used to holiday down here, at Port William, and has dredged up a cinematic memory of visiting the stone-boat, which carried a beautiful young woman away over the bay, safe from a lightbob soldier who was bewitched by her eyes. A retelling of the Medan myth set in the Napoleonic era. His gran read the story from a big red book of folk-tales as they sat on the boat-rock, which really did seem as if it could have floated off on a tidal flood, if the need came.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The tale had sunk back into deep memory for years, and then at one of Norman MacCaig’s birthday bashes Eck heard Tom Pow – who Sheena McDonald rudely introduced on stage as the ‘tall, strange-looking one’ – read his retelling of Medan, ‘The Gift of Sight’, it all came flooding back. It was Tom’s poem that suggested to us we should find our way back to Kirkmaiden, the site of the blinding, and of the healing. We’d hoped to meet him here, but today he’s heading for Beirut, as part of <a href="http://www.reelfestivals.org/">Reel Festivals</a>.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R5-hivAueg2hPYUmVH46lwN0YPxVD98l37LSFaRf-lUuVdblAgD6OhUqU3wUxNnNZI5B8wYTYkzOsB5LEKzvWvYBxdeN8zVu4AC6UAs-U6Yrh-NVx9duRPUlxcqyXwgDvMdWFv42elrs/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528seen+thorn%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R5-hivAueg2hPYUmVH46lwN0YPxVD98l37LSFaRf-lUuVdblAgD6OhUqU3wUxNnNZI5B8wYTYkzOsB5LEKzvWvYBxdeN8zVu4AC6UAs-U6Yrh-NVx9duRPUlxcqyXwgDvMdWFv42elrs/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528seen+thorn%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624028371654194498" border="0" /></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘seen thorn / Medan / seeing spring’, AF, for Valerie Gilles)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglg9iRdxnBl6nD7DyCMDhXpRiUHzxiLR_RMnXkwfMk_48wju5Q38RlNCxxu-mQ0j-NCioT2sZ1dTQJOHr4anSo-q0H21dBBf9dos0nqwDDDqIUDL_lhsrkTRN9l9wZyNZfWuMWxVUX5-sX/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+M+eyes.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglg9iRdxnBl6nD7DyCMDhXpRiUHzxiLR_RMnXkwfMk_48wju5Q38RlNCxxu-mQ0j-NCioT2sZ1dTQJOHr4anSo-q0H21dBBf9dos0nqwDDDqIUDL_lhsrkTRN9l9wZyNZfWuMWxVUX5-sX/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+M+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624028385764849138" border="0" /></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Medan’s blinded eyes AF, after Valerie Gillies<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Now the map’s Gothic letters promise us<span style="font-style: italic;"> Kirkmaiden</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">St Medana’s Well</span>, which we know from Valerie Gillies’ poem in her survey of holy wells <span style="font-style: italic;">The Spring Teller</span>.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>St Medana’s Well, <span style="font-style: italic;">Wigtownshire</span><br /><br />Medana left Ireland and the man<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">who stalked her. Stepping onto a rock,<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">she floated here across the bay.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">He followed, tried again to praise her.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">She plucked her own eyes out.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">You want these? He left unseen.<br /><br />A disc of blue, the spring is flowing<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">from the boat-shaped rock<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">and its strand enters the salt sea.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">This is where she washed her face<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">and somehow she could see again:<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">the painful stabs of sea holly,<br /><br />a rock pipit on the cliff,<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">its streaked breast.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">A tight cluster of sea aster<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">and a great mass of thrift.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Two perfect quartz pebbles<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">white and smooth as eyeballs.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuEDCKRsiZBrpQ1cv3WTdXsv8KtURXkEsz_ao-j3ueNmTeqOrdBxJryE1h7JSozXbVqEZExOpqAfpZT81xNAIKMd6L_KVEB2yD4aZSJE6trtxfe69GroWDfhyd3lVAd2u4nDNHn6R139MZ/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+eyes.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuEDCKRsiZBrpQ1cv3WTdXsv8KtURXkEsz_ao-j3ueNmTeqOrdBxJryE1h7JSozXbVqEZExOpqAfpZT81xNAIKMd6L_KVEB2yD4aZSJE6trtxfe69GroWDfhyd3lVAd2u4nDNHn6R139MZ/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624028380254171362" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Medan’s blinded eyes</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">AF, after Valerie Gillies<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMSwlSM4mbg8-F2V3zmhU1_fZ641wjZfxYJsKr6UH5tY-94J9U-lUv4RHsiDBPN5M1VgHDnxLKwjt4hgwFB4ooXR62-WncCNaLPz6pgWVbWwAphsWQGdULp2zIwi_JwWHcd9LkflgUrni/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528are+the+ash+%2526+the+ivy%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMSwlSM4mbg8-F2V3zmhU1_fZ641wjZfxYJsKr6UH5tY-94J9U-lUv4RHsiDBPN5M1VgHDnxLKwjt4hgwFB4ooXR62-WncCNaLPz6pgWVbWwAphsWQGdULp2zIwi_JwWHcd9LkflgUrni/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528are+the+ash+%2526+the+ivy%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624028390605754130" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘are the ash & the ivy / the only one’s left / to celebrate the arch’, KC)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">We find Kirkmaiden easily, following the path bending below the golf course – old gravestones, an open enclosure, and a padlocked chapel, the carved arch in good nick, but otherwise cracks and missing slates say disrepair.<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_euQ8mMYNRHf3tMMRpQUsnXJMpYyg7UzOJ0rFNP9jgPu_AJiHGOaX2ykJUuC-Tz6P5cjvsmII1MO4JQdiQMw8fubqLmp5IYr5aW92-7NNKJRhT0R7CY3_5zeWtp5hAN0TJ8LPpTnfOpCv/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+stone+1691.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_euQ8mMYNRHf3tMMRpQUsnXJMpYyg7UzOJ0rFNP9jgPu_AJiHGOaX2ykJUuC-Tz6P5cjvsmII1MO4JQdiQMw8fubqLmp5IYr5aW92-7NNKJRhT0R7CY3_5zeWtp5hAN0TJ8LPpTnfOpCv/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+stone+1691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038905591862754" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDklGiiqvhGUcyBPODuxnhjGxqHWjfA8vNilGsnBZbIft99RV4Iq2O0yczRcvwVX44GrEkWz4HetP9hZIE0Wbft97imQwHwJpxRJzWaVHCYuPS8eo3sokhoPiKll4GK9nxHipZ8ouQp1b/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+stone+memento+mori.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDklGiiqvhGUcyBPODuxnhjGxqHWjfA8vNilGsnBZbIft99RV4Iq2O0yczRcvwVX44GrEkWz4HetP9hZIE0Wbft97imQwHwJpxRJzWaVHCYuPS8eo3sokhoPiKll4GK9nxHipZ8ouQp1b/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+stone+memento+mori.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038867731804258" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWCeFZ_whyuScL79znPDRvid9z4vug9FHjVceW3R2_xLROtPLV9y8yrq2RP1K22cRnx4JvuSZcX_n1T0cFP4N-aEZmA1qKenGaOLMZDQm9GGuPVWMWYWYemKO4IHlQYCrp6GFN9zyU7u/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+chapel+padlocked.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWCeFZ_whyuScL79znPDRvid9z4vug9FHjVceW3R2_xLROtPLV9y8yrq2RP1K22cRnx4JvuSZcX_n1T0cFP4N-aEZmA1qKenGaOLMZDQm9GGuPVWMWYWYemKO4IHlQYCrp6GFN9zyU7u/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+chapel+padlocked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038839804228306" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Kirkmaiden Chapel<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />But down the steps to the beach, we don’t find the well or the boat-shaped rock which crossed Luce Bay.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYSbl_-oMlXMWkQ3gdqoHvJuNQpiPNcspbYh5q07Ascpsycw7ppAkc9eNR3zGrxXXypL0TteMYKy8gCsmt4PkiYMUxJkWdwT17vxpD2D39YxyE7yjNwC3AgFl_GK_Mt89rKFBlxhJWHgN6/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528myths%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYSbl_-oMlXMWkQ3gdqoHvJuNQpiPNcspbYh5q07Ascpsycw7ppAkc9eNR3zGrxXXypL0TteMYKy8gCsmt4PkiYMUxJkWdwT17vxpD2D39YxyE7yjNwC3AgFl_GK_Mt89rKFBlxhJWHgN6/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528myths%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038874993093746" border="0" /></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘myth’s semblance / of shadow / sinks into / cold stone’, AF, for Tom Pow)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Eck’s mythic childhood movie is dissolving in the rain. He walks forlornly up and down the length of the beach looking for the spring of his imagining. There’s nothing harder than being a failed finder.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdNDRjUH2dUPq1MBrkg9rl3SIGK35uF5Ce2NBk53JGKcE2O3M22ogCmMjyqUY_Lt1RxtuHUaE-3XmiJY6Zdpp-yXNqtmAo2CtHxZSWUpxpFLs7rHgX5vrBRk1Se2uQm5b5kS_hthrgeCV/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528as+far+as+the+sprays%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdNDRjUH2dUPq1MBrkg9rl3SIGK35uF5Ce2NBk53JGKcE2O3M22ogCmMjyqUY_Lt1RxtuHUaE-3XmiJY6Zdpp-yXNqtmAo2CtHxZSWUpxpFLs7rHgX5vrBRk1Se2uQm5b5kS_hthrgeCV/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528as+far+as+the+sprays%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624040730046992642" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘LITTORAL / as far as the sprays / cast / as deep as the sea / reaches’, AF)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />The skies lower than low, greyer than grey, so we can’t see over the water to Medan’s twinned chapel on the Mull, to the west of the west. That’s the mist we’ll disappear into tomorrow.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Ken has a theory based on observation: the tide isn’t far enough out – below the cliff the big boulders are still sea-buffeted – and he suspects the floaty-stone is one the tide’s still holding onto. We take it in turns to point at the tops of rocks farther and farther out, that one, perhaps, this one, maybe. All the while our boat-stone feels more sunken.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Still, we’ve the poems to imagine. We read Valerie’s poem by the cliff, with the rain soaking the sheets and our fingers freezing. Imaginations consoled, Ken projects a miracle onto the isolated rock safe on the sand. Maybe?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiM2qNcyMI5kMVVsRL3VCRfBOTGEhJccTxpE308sVOkCgdEbIravyoanm8IenGofHPrulNhrKcsUZ2-0_TunyOitMMirBOe7l85pImfslIDnoo-30DMawOJtSs4kzXfzZ0qz-NLlaAibV/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528you+may+know+the+story%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiM2qNcyMI5kMVVsRL3VCRfBOTGEhJccTxpE308sVOkCgdEbIravyoanm8IenGofHPrulNhrKcsUZ2-0_TunyOitMMirBOe7l85pImfslIDnoo-30DMawOJtSs4kzXfzZ0qz-NLlaAibV/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528you+may+know+the+story%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624040739175291666" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(‘you may know the story / you may know the place, / still it’s the poem / that bears the trace’, AF)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Eck finds his own miracle of the fishes.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2b1Yb2OSiJC7aiFxBhub2DN6sk_dE1m4yZrDn5ZEtLhAnThvEqtsHva4ffWs4_prDg5762o6TxF9WLZHwrfexZ8laglOiZvq2WvD_2ehKvMHnlwEO8LvAPb9sXAtxh236shLYH6F3DTH/s1600/flying+fish.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2b1Yb2OSiJC7aiFxBhub2DN6sk_dE1m4yZrDn5ZEtLhAnThvEqtsHva4ffWs4_prDg5762o6TxF9WLZHwrfexZ8laglOiZvq2WvD_2ehKvMHnlwEO8LvAPb9sXAtxh236shLYH6F3DTH/s400/flying+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624040752410520514" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 flying fish, Medan’s angel<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />On the path back we read Tom’s poem by the brightest hawthorn, and stop for a quick libation of Booktown Bladnoch overlooking the shore, our backs to the putting green. It has to be said, dram 52 isn’t the finest we’ve tasted.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;">9 audio: <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/9%20Monreith%20%28Medan%2C%20Tom%20Pow%29.mp3">Tom Pow, 'St Medan'</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-N5tIylqL7_nkgc2kDuzHnaECvq6Qvr4LBAPTDXWOjahs7DDDNsqDyQRSzWACvHHGHvbKmakFldmxL19J_V2rAfFMRjrMIq-Udjro0VItnaM1Olv6EO2clNBstS8KEjN5qGjgZDwKblYX/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+rock+%2526+whisky.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-N5tIylqL7_nkgc2kDuzHnaECvq6Qvr4LBAPTDXWOjahs7DDDNsqDyQRSzWACvHHGHvbKmakFldmxL19J_V2rAfFMRjrMIq-Udjro0VItnaM1Olv6EO2clNBstS8KEjN5qGjgZDwKblYX/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+rock+%2526+whisky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624040764025156434" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 rock & whisky</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1YjWy0j5AKsc9Y8yFBtkiHbJZdDZWpSkRQkEdok-Dv3d8AdFacjcTZTwFqtmn4f2SeXtySdHz6d1kqgqkf7t4LK4etySOT4-5EkBzeURjK3PT5gWFmGSrJh4E_F2UioRUB9RHX7wegkl/s1600/9+Kirkmaiden+libation.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1YjWy0j5AKsc9Y8yFBtkiHbJZdDZWpSkRQkEdok-Dv3d8AdFacjcTZTwFqtmn4f2SeXtySdHz6d1kqgqkf7t4LK4etySOT4-5EkBzeURjK3PT5gWFmGSrJh4E_F2UioRUB9RHX7wegkl/s400/9+Kirkmaiden+libation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624040773939198418" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Sora’s libation: wet meets wetter<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Wren’s Egg & Nest, Monreith</span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEcon9Hjnc-jHbSgCP6Eo205ofQmgO8CpxHN7E8rcbRiqYchcZMIGAwrXn0s-xVOXJ3V2Aqb0ucnDScmA06Fkq77nz0KRWJmw3zD2TquBSu1q56KrVO_H-ZjBro-g8yHbXM0vC7suMN6_/s1600/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+trees.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGEcon9Hjnc-jHbSgCP6Eo205ofQmgO8CpxHN7E8rcbRiqYchcZMIGAwrXn0s-xVOXJ3V2Aqb0ucnDScmA06Fkq77nz0KRWJmw3zD2TquBSu1q56KrVO_H-ZjBro-g8yHbXM0vC7suMN6_/s400/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624371047905763314" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Wrens Egg<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Damp as we are there’s more to do, balancing Christian and pre-Christian. The area between the coast and the Fell of Barhullion, with its fort, is scattered with a rich arc of Neolithic culture: circles, rings, pockled rocks and homesteads, cupped toward the sea highway, as at Dunadd.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Stellock<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Myrton<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Craignour<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Blairbuie<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Dumtroddan<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Reminders of other places. Benbuie Burn up the glen at Moniave; Dun Troddan Broch in Glenelg; and Craigenvenie at Rannoch.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Is a Stellock a Fankock on a hillock for the sheltering of sheep?<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Farther east on the map we enjoy the name Barmeal, and wonder, if we drive through there and go far enough, do we reach the wee hamlet of our dreams, Alldaybreakfast?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAsUncnjmjcXuRSrSM9xqKJAXhswJmwCaT48JeEh9euGvR75-cyMyUpIpQSAsd0mi8l-ofvjSOKM3gKfIjLIrEaZsgE-U7LK5FHC5vVnGOFhKj6TH1bTou-RFoAlPR8G1h1mmjvJhv05H/s1600/9+Wrens+Egg+two+stones.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAsUncnjmjcXuRSrSM9xqKJAXhswJmwCaT48JeEh9euGvR75-cyMyUpIpQSAsd0mi8l-ofvjSOKM3gKfIjLIrEaZsgE-U7LK5FHC5vVnGOFhKj6TH1bTou-RFoAlPR8G1h1mmjvJhv05H/s400/9+Wrens+Egg+two+stones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624371069764926322" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Wrens Egg<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />The monument we pick out is the the Wren’s Egg, still near Monreith; curiously, it’s the single feature that finds its way onto the AA road map, though unnamed on the orange Pathfinder. We follow a single-track road and turn down a farm-track before skirting a just-sprouting crop-field. There’s a mound topped with beech, like Paul Nash’s Whiittingham Clumps, and alongside them nestles the Wren’s Egg.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQJJU2y1ud4J_KbAYf-3kLQE5zbedL1FyYLb4tnBki25lHjiavdk3w3CayuRIb_fRYjxq3TlT3Aco32SdQJoRGe3K1d8Cg773bl7Q9-b1n1eTMU_o2QILAVsIoZpmyUKIGIDsdTTpbiXBj/s1600/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+feather.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQJJU2y1ud4J_KbAYf-3kLQE5zbedL1FyYLb4tnBki25lHjiavdk3w3CayuRIb_fRYjxq3TlT3Aco32SdQJoRGe3K1d8Cg773bl7Q9-b1n1eTMU_o2QILAVsIoZpmyUKIGIDsdTTpbiXBj/s400/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+feather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624427843564757010" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>9 Wrens Egg<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />An erratic boulder, a ‘natural’ stone, set down here gently by the cradling of a glacier, like <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-sma-glen.html">Clach Ossian</a>.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJa7Us-USIHPTnZ8Y7atDGWHbcbQO1NEwGjxBQLywtF5wAjN1hQ-BgV-Vzbvl6jDhu6_36bcEaBsZSvQa02hwuN0v84SC_SuHb3I6P-xj5mrx4xHO-5HpaGKjEX2U-nY9aTIJg_Lbu0TxL/s1600/13+wish%252C+alder+Clach+Ossian%252C+Sma%2527+Glen.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJa7Us-USIHPTnZ8Y7atDGWHbcbQO1NEwGjxBQLywtF5wAjN1hQ-BgV-Vzbvl6jDhu6_36bcEaBsZSvQa02hwuN0v84SC_SuHb3I6P-xj5mrx4xHO-5HpaGKjEX2U-nY9aTIJg_Lbu0TxL/s400/13+wish%252C+alder+Clach+Ossian%252C+Sma%2527+Glen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625844617225099106" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Clach Ossian<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />The egg stone looks like it’s just been placed – nested – on a bed of fresh compost, with two smaller stones just below it. Eck says, “I wouldn’t like to meet the wren that laid this”; and we share a joke about its alignment with the nearby farms of Low Clone and High Clone. At the fringe of the wood we find Spring’s blue broken egg-shells to place on the mother-stone.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglvyXrR3_8cDjo-Yjbn3fHrMbFYP2IpGempr1zJN0NIQOeOhtA1WPLmZ4A8DipptZXfwiso3pWqkc77hc5BM7LqAd0N8P5FoiZMYtJV7RSxfuCjdi0cYWkwOd8rKH8VEaNz0uptk5gRvK/s1600/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+wren%2527s+egg.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglvyXrR3_8cDjo-Yjbn3fHrMbFYP2IpGempr1zJN0NIQOeOhtA1WPLmZ4A8DipptZXfwiso3pWqkc77hc5BM7LqAd0N8P5FoiZMYtJV7RSxfuCjdi0cYWkwOd8rKH8VEaNz0uptk5gRvK/s400/9+Wrens+Egg+%2526+wren%2527s+egg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624371056932499026" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Wrens Egg & ‘wren's’ egg<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Back in the car we decide that was the final drenching off the day. At Glen Luce, a wee place the road forgot, the hotel rooms have big warm radiators like in an old school, which become driers for boots, coats, waterproofs, socks, trousers. Now we’re inside the rain has eased. Ken asks what kinds of tea they have. “Just tea, son, just tea”.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-lu4UqSm3vBmA_-rfre-TYoffkohiTXm03AXzRyu2NYW-swNH5NiuD6_66zR7oUHIo4QznQFKKlTwq2-sOBvJs80sUYspLf8bbNhXGG9NO40m8sCMB1-bjelN1BTDrZ1dSWCnk0iVKCt/s1600/hair+cult.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW-lu4UqSm3vBmA_-rfre-TYoffkohiTXm03AXzRyu2NYW-swNH5NiuD6_66zR7oUHIo4QznQFKKlTwq2-sOBvJs80sUYspLf8bbNhXGG9NO40m8sCMB1-bjelN1BTDrZ1dSWCnk0iVKCt/s400/hair+cult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624427854219091746" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 St Luce Hair cult<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" lang="EN-US" >St Medan (2): west</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br />Most of what we went to look for we never found – but still it was all grand. Breakfast tv has the SNP on 46 seats, Labour 20, Tories 4, LibDems 2 and Greens 1.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb_umBZKWLe4sMgLjqc8h_eEZflvmP2W9BqMq7Ru6dwc7ZLH4shL5sZ7q4cWAROcX68RmhYhmpnfKjvjRJIXpGTRgcFCz9xJsQ-Qr-oH-RZUMtwGz6NWbnfVSNjm-el3BjLYV8a9R9owrp/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528WEST+FREUGH+meso%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb_umBZKWLe4sMgLjqc8h_eEZflvmP2W9BqMq7Ru6dwc7ZLH4shL5sZ7q4cWAROcX68RmhYhmpnfKjvjRJIXpGTRgcFCz9xJsQ-Qr-oH-RZUMtwGz6NWbnfVSNjm-el3BjLYV8a9R9owrp/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528WEST+FREUGH+meso%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624427871208883282" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 West Freugh Wren’s Egg</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We head down to the Rhinns past another, even bigger, Wren’s Egg – there really is something in this cloning lark – towards the westerly Kirkmaiden, St Medan’s Chapel and Cave, down at the very foot of the Mull of Galloway. It’s fairer today but the far shore of Glenluce Bay, where we were yesterday, is still fog-shrouded, extending the voyage of the stone into another dimension of time and space.<br /><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">When we park we’re welcomed by swifts, on the fence, circling and dipping, accompanying us along the cliff edge, close-calling the thrift, joying in their safe arrival.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">East Tarbet and West Tarbet, another narrow neck of land with a beach either side, wider than at Isle of Whithorn.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0fPW8ODu03e6Z6c76hnc50vZsiF8vXoCtaOvqrEp3R5bKoVg3rBSyGbCaz6uk5tseIYUKSxS7X3uWICZqn9JRerJJN4xubWA-E7xGTOgf3Yqf0I-fGRJyRl1loI4GLP1IeGxPI6q83kU/s1600/9+Mull+wish+gorse.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0fPW8ODu03e6Z6c76hnc50vZsiF8vXoCtaOvqrEp3R5bKoVg3rBSyGbCaz6uk5tseIYUKSxS7X3uWICZqn9JRerJJN4xubWA-E7xGTOgf3Yqf0I-fGRJyRl1loI4GLP1IeGxPI6q83kU/s400/9+Mull+wish+gorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624427879628804914" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 wish, gorse (Rhins of Galloway)<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Medan’s meadows</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0fPW8ODu03e6Z6c76hnc50vZsiF8vXoCtaOvqrEp3R5bKoVg3rBSyGbCaz6uk5tseIYUKSxS7X3uWICZqn9JRerJJN4xubWA-E7xGTOgf3Yqf0I-fGRJyRl1loI4GLP1IeGxPI6q83kU/s1600/9+Mull+wish+gorse.jpg"><br /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnR1sJD05oLxKHK9w3BR9VeybSJhPVUjQ8UNZSpHg6iFCvz2JU8wjv0sz9ZF2I4oFyxqrvQSbcjnfdJHMRYZkKRDFqaDJhyfb5AWA5_BLWZPkRXti971ffEgWmxhMXYwmbPJxnggmqkhO/s1600/9+Mull+primrose.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnR1sJD05oLxKHK9w3BR9VeybSJhPVUjQ8UNZSpHg6iFCvz2JU8wjv0sz9ZF2I4oFyxqrvQSbcjnfdJHMRYZkKRDFqaDJhyfb5AWA5_BLWZPkRXti971ffEgWmxhMXYwmbPJxnggmqkhO/s400/9+Mull+primrose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624427895746564674" border="0" /></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Medan’s meadows<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0h_Nmb4fd924QCJe9Qb90HYVKe-xcodu5wAjT53KoSnAr_runqn76-0-XThgU6KeMZf6J4k079K1WtFrstGNUoayGkp3dxa6nVPhyvzd-mv9fqCHXu_FHj3pZCw0esd2jBKN0z5-Temy/s1600/9+Mull+thrift.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0h_Nmb4fd924QCJe9Qb90HYVKe-xcodu5wAjT53KoSnAr_runqn76-0-XThgU6KeMZf6J4k079K1WtFrstGNUoayGkp3dxa6nVPhyvzd-mv9fqCHXu_FHj3pZCw0esd2jBKN0z5-Temy/s400/9+Mull+thrift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623993734093528818" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Meadan's meadows<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">***</span>medan </span><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">***</span>alternate translation:<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">a clifftop meadow</span><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span>priMrose<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">gorsE<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">orchiDs<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">seA-pink<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">ferN<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*.</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">raMsons<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*..</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*.</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">bluEbell<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*...</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">meaDowsweet<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">And<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">greeN ivy</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKgQMP3aRtJ-BEAwbNL8ldIDPR4GH8qtxuN4NH0ohkTU9y_7Gy-5CHmFOMZ8BjLG6taNBI8SEnZhouLKzjoXBHs9sL44FHM9w1ttJ63bQ6ixtK74ftDIYcoihzuXxxXi2SCqZMCXwJZYs/s1600/circle+thrift.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKgQMP3aRtJ-BEAwbNL8ldIDPR4GH8qtxuN4NH0ohkTU9y_7Gy-5CHmFOMZ8BjLG6taNBI8SEnZhouLKzjoXBHs9sL44FHM9w1ttJ63bQ6ixtK74ftDIYcoihzuXxxXi2SCqZMCXwJZYs/s400/circle+thrift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625856452036491346" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 circle poem (‘bobs of drifting thrift nod on the cliff’, AF)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">A journey of faith </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">The big brown bull the other side of the drystone wall we wouldn’t like to be in the same field as backs off when Eck approaches. We’ll call him Tomintoul. The book says the chapel isn’t visible from the clifftop path, and the map’s vague as to its exact location. It’s a journey of faith.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBJR2RihKk04aGdSJkkYIjJQtp58_XtxSPsuSX6JxNj-WMI1xGNpD67591fA2otZ0xIOdhl61UkIvQGP46mbchYxMKcmEAPloI2sNOpDo-hXke2oKEL7hfGL_VE2x6DAhMvMqdhwXZ8Jy/s1600/9+Mull+Eck%2527s+Ridge.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBJR2RihKk04aGdSJkkYIjJQtp58_XtxSPsuSX6JxNj-WMI1xGNpD67591fA2otZ0xIOdhl61UkIvQGP46mbchYxMKcmEAPloI2sNOpDo-hXke2oKEL7hfGL_VE2x6DAhMvMqdhwXZ8Jy/s400/9+Mull+Eck%2527s+Ridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625834710171476802" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 Sora's Path of Faith</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Eck chooses the path of ecstasy and risk, heading his boots down a precarious-looking ridge too beautiful with flowers not to brush against death for. Thankful for the little knoll at the end of the dragon’s back. It was one of the loveliest moments of the whole year’s journey, so perfect in its meeting of geology, ecology and poetry.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">The plunge was a short-cut to the chapel - not - and he ends up clambering over cliffs, round a point and then back up through a chimney of rock, forsaking the chapel to loll in the meadow, suited to his creed.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXVZDB7sEeGHQpXSIj3I7pOuHYia7wvvIGuKSEgOWz7XYNbZTEyZiBG8V2iKOoIrXpiHbD64UPiqDCzhgcDlZDWFl-XZ8gIx7y9fwgZcjOvrzuZw-D8BC76FCEe-iniM6dBgGRe4j2PHJ3/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528my+path+leads+down%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXVZDB7sEeGHQpXSIj3I7pOuHYia7wvvIGuKSEgOWz7XYNbZTEyZiBG8V2iKOoIrXpiHbD64UPiqDCzhgcDlZDWFl-XZ8gIx7y9fwgZcjOvrzuZw-D8BC76FCEe-iniM6dBgGRe4j2PHJ3/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528my+path+leads+down%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625827431865786786" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">sea-meadow hokku</span><br /><br />(I)<br /><br />taking the wrong cliff path<br />trapped among Medan’s<br /><br />tormentil, primroses, meadow-<br />sweet and nodding thrift<br /><br />(II)<br /><br />my path<br />leads down<br /><br />marked by flowers<br />and birdsong<br /><br />(III)<br /><br />if I’d come looking<br />for bright flowers<br /><br />would I have found<br />the dark chapel?<br /><br />(IV)<br /><br />trending spring<br />may, primroses<br /><br />ramsons and every-<br />thing<span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /></span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyC5qVhwjeNSnGI5qm9VI02fzPrH1Lawds6jw-f5h_KBYx1W5Wp3nIHmfeub8MwUxANeCJqFK5OMbuAbbJlI4AAHM9pcMQIWyIlVJWQR-qwapoh6-Tyg-Cc3duY4WWFSi6cWjn6kF5JWZv/s1600/9+Mull+gorse+path+bay.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyC5qVhwjeNSnGI5qm9VI02fzPrH1Lawds6jw-f5h_KBYx1W5Wp3nIHmfeub8MwUxANeCJqFK5OMbuAbbJlI4AAHM9pcMQIWyIlVJWQR-qwapoh6-Tyg-Cc3duY4WWFSi6cWjn6kF5JWZv/s400/9+Mull+gorse+path+bay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625827437645675650" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Sora's Path of Faith</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Ken sticks to the high road of quietude and certainty along the gorse path of life, descending further along. Down on the beach there’s no sign of any chapel – looking back at Eck, shouting to ask if he’s found it gets a thumbs down.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSe_OeZy4cpfCaohpl9aJ_y8BeRa2nv5nQl-eP9YIq2RLIYIpqKFhWeWDtGMel36QR2R9t3mxpXra6Rywpuo4IvzH_-jp5IUcC9KSjTdg_ASZEgKZpG0v8JSlCb3CYVwYe03gryZB6rlI/s1600/Medan%2527s+schooner.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSe_OeZy4cpfCaohpl9aJ_y8BeRa2nv5nQl-eP9YIq2RLIYIpqKFhWeWDtGMel36QR2R9t3mxpXra6Rywpuo4IvzH_-jp5IUcC9KSjTdg_ASZEgKZpG0v8JSlCb3CYVwYe03gryZB6rlI/s400/Medan%2527s+schooner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625827448627295218" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>9 Medan's schooner<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />Clambering between huge rocks to the next bay, and then up to the grassy slope, and still nothing.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDKfygESnwAn0nydDxwA9ckMRNbjT0L66y6G0zck09E2l6lj0Ay-CxPnhZcw7QhBVbAsn99gxMuP9ZmDE4uglPk6DJZVcewUBn_9X_5ny676eRnm_MxMhfJSe5-rQa0GpNyKZ3ExHUeGI/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528for+%2527cassock%2527+read+%2527tussock%2527%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDKfygESnwAn0nydDxwA9ckMRNbjT0L66y6G0zck09E2l6lj0Ay-CxPnhZcw7QhBVbAsn99gxMuP9ZmDE4uglPk6DJZVcewUBn_9X_5ny676eRnm_MxMhfJSe5-rQa0GpNyKZ3ExHUeGI/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528for+%2527cassock%2527+read+%2527tussock%2527%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625827460778471442" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>9 hokku-label<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">(for 'cassock' read ‘tussock’ / for ‘saint’ read ‘snail’, KC)<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Another mystery withheld, contenting himself with wildflowers and the ubiquitous snails, Ken thinks it can’t be any further on so give up and head back, and of course it reveals itself, the remains of a drystone wall against a natural cliff.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVQS45dJ1kMPD2ujwNPIlCKwCXH4URlt0uYLCBbdwo68fSGg7tyuxcIRsXaq6i2WEkOREiuzn0hQI2ixJIVaTGswptTzieUtQhgcGXfNYIZf4iuZy3tf_r8_7hRHQ23aiz7WYGxz8s-lY/s1600/9+Mull+St+Medan%2527s+Chapel+1.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVQS45dJ1kMPD2ujwNPIlCKwCXH4URlt0uYLCBbdwo68fSGg7tyuxcIRsXaq6i2WEkOREiuzn0hQI2ixJIVaTGswptTzieUtQhgcGXfNYIZf4iuZy3tf_r8_7hRHQ23aiz7WYGxz8s-lY/s400/9+Mull+St+Medan%2527s+Chapel+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625827466761777794" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 St Medan’s Chapel<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />The cave is at the back where a wall has been built up, holding a low iron rectangle a spiderweb’s spun on which marks the entrance to Medan’s original hermitage the chapel was a later extension to.<br /><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyADU1vDHsrh3INvHcMGMMBLtaVovsMiBY587H6eN2A-9Ga_wnmH9OJdg65yJpGrcIRZoeHN2jtNaQy279GmMja_roDC9ttISTDmoCDrgljlIrik5iFRR7dE_m7uHWkWjsARhz6Pa93baf/s1600/9+Mull+St+Medan%2527s+Chapel+2.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyADU1vDHsrh3INvHcMGMMBLtaVovsMiBY587H6eN2A-9Ga_wnmH9OJdg65yJpGrcIRZoeHN2jtNaQy279GmMja_roDC9ttISTDmoCDrgljlIrik5iFRR7dE_m7uHWkWjsARhz6Pa93baf/s400/9+Mull+St+Medan%2527s+Chapel+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625834730280399698" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 St Medan’s Chapel<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />The way the site’s been used is impressive, the two side walls formed by slabs of rock. Ivy grows down from the cliff above, as ivy half-covers the Machars’ Kirkmaiden.<br /><br />And here’s Sora, back where he started – at the top of Eck’s ridge, looking down to Finlay’s Point. A swift flies low between us. We walk back in a dry fog. The bull’s mingling with the crowds. Three lambs we pass weigh up anxiety against indolence, and shift a bit, but don’t exactly scarper. The swifts are still pegged to the fence.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Come evening, searching for a place to eat, we're enjoying the radio again, tuned to Scotland 'Getting it on' the FM band.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">GET IT ON</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>right this is Senga<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">on the blog<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">wanting to hear<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">the whole meat loaf<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">cause it’s good<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">right the way through<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">from The Rhinns to Killin</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">this is the day</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Scotland turned yellow<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">balancing the best</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">of her scorn<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">with her desire<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">for the ideal<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">summed up in</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Wee Eck’s cheeky grin<br /><br />As we leave the Rhinns and the count is continuing we take a quick stop to photo the windmills at Ardgour.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZqbR6N1xdXGCeDgwTYP8kxCknGu85c7x0O6AKqAcrbeQ2eXwMR0qJ2aQJhFlZkSAeabtblYT-Gy_xOhT4vWceCf29BjLn0Wia-PQIoZje1DZ9zYreZw2s5STtQHQZHyRY-kAgFmrh7g9/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528lend+us+your+arms%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZqbR6N1xdXGCeDgwTYP8kxCknGu85c7x0O6AKqAcrbeQ2eXwMR0qJ2aQJhFlZkSAeabtblYT-Gy_xOhT4vWceCf29BjLn0Wia-PQIoZje1DZ9zYreZw2s5STtQHQZHyRY-kAgFmrh7g9/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528lend+us+your+arms%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625834742459046418" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> 9 hokku-label</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJJxphVqBeD3KUBPCmCuM0XeROr32_h8w5mg0JScRnGP_LZXXIvgO_7BAlSCjt8L0Z0nq3hyphenhyphendLNhyEdX78Jt93yjW62IDlnT4pZP1Lravi2glKlndFK8iojKytRwsTHqYMojNYZs-j5FP/s1600/9+hokku-label+%2528EVOLUTION%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJJxphVqBeD3KUBPCmCuM0XeROr32_h8w5mg0JScRnGP_LZXXIvgO_7BAlSCjt8L0Z0nq3hyphenhyphendLNhyEdX78Jt93yjW62IDlnT4pZP1Lravi2glKlndFK8iojKytRwsTHqYMojNYZs-j5FP/s400/9+hokku-label+%2528EVOLUTION%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625834751679111922" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">WM </span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">the black-headed turbines</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> prefer to take their turn<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">on the lower hills<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;">close to the farm</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ailsa Craig: for sale</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKE4W9QaPTiEOaTLHNCvP3FWrRybCDuilyBBHFhLV6TRpvG7CAAS2HztWQtPgm3nqvWySTzflMnIXjmuD01GSnk_-I2EL3qW3Je5n2Y4JejHWMD_mCW29UwkFlVDFK5cAko-Mff2KuaRZf/s1600/9+Ailsa+Craig+%2528FOR+SALE%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKE4W9QaPTiEOaTLHNCvP3FWrRybCDuilyBBHFhLV6TRpvG7CAAS2HztWQtPgm3nqvWySTzflMnIXjmuD01GSnk_-I2EL3qW3Je5n2Y4JejHWMD_mCW29UwkFlVDFK5cAko-Mff2KuaRZf/s400/9+Ailsa+Craig+%2528FOR+SALE%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626303890023055186" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;">9 hokku-label</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;">('For Sale, beautiful beaches, bijou beaches; own supply of curling stones. Plentiful bathing. For details apply A. Craig', AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size:11pt;"></span></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHSaG3gq856qc6zwvf5d2nOQy3HOj0fFfLhxtOiIcjYfisIk36IyLRzHlsmzJ9dhtH9FetsZu0fWykn5iHQGMyUOSlq6_iQ7K7_Tc7d6pssLtsJ3jwKC9r49YZpSXLhj3zsf_2qbGgun7O/s1600/9+Ailsa+Craig+Kelty.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHSaG3gq856qc6zwvf5d2nOQy3HOj0fFfLhxtOiIcjYfisIk36IyLRzHlsmzJ9dhtH9FetsZu0fWykn5iHQGMyUOSlq6_iQ7K7_Tc7d6pssLtsJ3jwKC9r49YZpSXLhj3zsf_2qbGgun7O/s400/9+Ailsa+Craig+Kelty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625834760888535010" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbkv2wB-rqrfjnSGR_PWqudOpiNjdfQflKR06aw37HRo4H0fpZEWeIvBOA49ijy9X95p8m7g18mGQZGA1Bn5HswMJMjOQcIpG9UIHTmlsLzOfBFbMEkPhSkWumjadeGCSYVf_AZC8Z62Z/s1600/9+Ailsa+Craig+Skye.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbkv2wB-rqrfjnSGR_PWqudOpiNjdfQflKR06aw37HRo4H0fpZEWeIvBOA49ijy9X95p8m7g18mGQZGA1Bn5HswMJMjOQcIpG9UIHTmlsLzOfBFbMEkPhSkWumjadeGCSYVf_AZC8Z62Z/s400/9+Ailsa+Craig+Skye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625842049830280274" border="0" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p>9 yellow, from Kelty to Skye<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><br />By Stranraer the SNP are up into the 50s, Libdems stuck in low single figures. North through Ayrshire, between the news we listen again to old favourites: Neil Young’s <span style="font-style: italic;">Jukebox</span>, classics all; Van Morrison’s <span style="font-style: italic;">St Dominic’s Preview</span>; Joni Mitchell’s <span style="font-style: italic;">Court & Spark</span>, which Ken knows vaguely except ‘Raised on Robbery’ which he knows perfectly – probably taped off the radio onto a C120 and played and replayed then taped over and long since discarded. Van Morrison’s ‘Jackie Wilson says’ is great, a tight song, but whatever comes next has him improvising grunts Ken’s less time for (seeing The Last Waltz back in those C120 days, Van didn’t do it for him.)<p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >VARYAG</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-eKfHiZiLGgRBnoiekKtRkgbnaC5g5uam351p52lAz2BemI8DZDS01KPJpz7tyY31LOAbF9VlP3-lGeWf5oShyt_uPb6rwcEk813qFGYqvAl4MpxD0OWPhzVDGdLwQooWnI7Vi7Z7ruD/s1600/9+VARYAG+cross+W.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-eKfHiZiLGgRBnoiekKtRkgbnaC5g5uam351p52lAz2BemI8DZDS01KPJpz7tyY31LOAbF9VlP3-lGeWf5oShyt_uPb6rwcEk813qFGYqvAl4MpxD0OWPhzVDGdLwQooWnI7Vi7Z7ruD/s400/9+VARYAG+cross+W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625842052332465394" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p>9 VARYAG memorial, Lendalfoot<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />We’re intrigued by a War Memorial sign that has a Russian translation. Pulling in we read a story of loss and failure – a Czarist ship defeated in battle, scuttled, raised and reused by the (Japanese) enemy, sold back to the Russians, sent abroad for renovation, ‘set adrift’ by the Revolution, sold for scrap and finally sinking here off the coast. It’s a big, traditional, heavy, recent, bilingual monument, and we wonder why. An unlikely source of pride for contemporary Russian patriotism. Perhaps it’s a new narrative to counter the old one Ayrshire’s Moscow tells. But it reads too much like a government-approved textbook version of history to be convincing.<p face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"></p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">the road north</span><br /><br />The road north runs through Paisley, specifically Nitshill, once home to the legendary Frances Seneca McDade. Sadly a visit to the crucible of this remarkable mind will have to wait for another occasion, as the Erskine Bridge beckons. We cross the Clyde beneath grey-black clouds, but by the time we reach Loch Lomond (our Matsushima parva, as McDade macaronically might have put it), the sun is more or less out again.<br /><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMZ1ueuRGG2Em1yPzbmpzLvlEc3BXx7X_5geXTfsk-Xf_3NcfeGgtTWwfsuW8E8tgKYEZxg2EKxxWfDuhKdpfEhzAVo6Ufjj2qXkzIPHhqyVLTsAJ9qhX7Go32ZL2Q7s4iS3C1qsjqNtL/s1600/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528Ben+Lomond%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMZ1ueuRGG2Em1yPzbmpzLvlEc3BXx7X_5geXTfsk-Xf_3NcfeGgtTWwfsuW8E8tgKYEZxg2EKxxWfDuhKdpfEhzAVo6Ufjj2qXkzIPHhqyVLTsAJ9qhX7Go32ZL2Q7s4iS3C1qsjqNtL/s400/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528Ben+Lomond%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625842066434996082" border="0" /></a><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p>9 MNTN, BEN LOMOND<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />Eck labels Ben Lomond. The kids in the extended layby step back sensibly from the road as we drive slowly past, but it doesn’t stop them aiming their toy guns at us.<br /><br />On the radio Ken's eastcoasthometown Kirkcaldy’s the star; David Torrance brings the SNP to 65, and an absolute majority in the new parliament. Eck imagines the measures his namesake will have to take to tone down his smug smirk at victory as he descends to Prestonfield House in a helicopter. The radio presenter suggests it’s been circling, waiting for the magic number. What is it about political leaders ascending from the skies? He involuntarily thinks of <span style="font-style: italic;">Triumph of the Will</span>, and Hitler descending from the skies at Nuremberg; but we democrats respond to theatre too.<br /><br />At Crianlarich, where we meet the Oban road, Eck says he finds this an incongruous junction, a meeting of two different holidays, Kyle and Argyll.<br /><br />At Killin we eat with Ken's sister Judith.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda (I): Jim’s hokku </span><br /><br />Although our journey is nearing it's end there are still new poems arriving<p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><br />Full moon on the loch,<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>are you also composing<br />a fine letter home?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Loch Ken</span><br /><br />Rhythm of footsteps,<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>the weight in your heart, sighting<br />the evening star.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Whithorn</span><br /><br />Boughs bent with berries<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>above waterfall bubbles.<br />My old eyes lost count.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Moniaive</span><br /><br />White breath of cattle<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>and hay strands frozen today<br />in muck round the heck.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hightae</span><br /><br />Trout underwater<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>watch us passing like shadows<br />of the old gods. Gone.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Whithorn</span><br /><br />My ancestor shot<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">****</span>yours hereabouts. Now speugies<br />peck at roadside grit.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Newton Stewart</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"> (<span style="font-style: italic;">James McGonigall</span>)</div><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; "></span></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda (II): Jen’s poem</span><br /><br />And <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/11-tingwall_23.html#Jen%20Coda">this</a> is from Jen on Shetland, after her mulling over Tingwall.<br /><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></p><br />coda (III): Ken’s Triduana<br /><br />“Medan – whether she was a she or a he – the story about her blinding herself (as in Tom's poem) has to be the story of a woman – it is basically the same story of that St Triduana, who has a chapel here in Edinburgh and one on Papa Westray too. 'Intercession', the first poem in <span style="font-style: italic;">On the flyleaf </span>is about her. But she is a very different character from the fox lady – renouncing rather than seeking power. Perhaps a closer parallel is a selkie? Not that we will find a grave.”<br /><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Intercession</span><br /><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><span><span><br />St Triduana’s Well and Chapel, Restalrig:<br />among the graveyard’s still apparent skull-and-crossbones<br />there’s a sign, that the chapel keys can be collected<br />at DECORUM, Painting and Decorating Contractors,<br />9-5 Weekdays. Somebody’s taken the trouble to mark nearby: PINK FLOYD, NIRVANA, BEAST McPHILLIPS.</span></span><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><br />The unusual hexagonal chapel was built for James III<br />above a spring, and the floor-slabs, laid below ground level,<br />would have been underwater: became, much later, linked<br />with Triduana, an “obscure Pictish saint”,<br />who gifted a princely suitor enamoured of her eyes<br />those eyes on thorns; was granted her desired seclusion.<br /><br />The waters, like her intercession, the blind’s remeid;<br />all mere idolatrie, in the Reformers’ eyes,<br />who tumbled down the upper part: the lower, since<br />restored, re-roofed, kept dry with pumps, is bare except for<br />a wooden figure rising above the streams of sunlight,<br />plotting a king’s descent into humility.<br /><br />High up on the outside wall, somebody’s taken the trouble to record, twice, with a permanent marker, the name: SHEREE.<br />The enormous trees are beginning their meditations on autumn,<br />and beyond the ordered, secular windows of<br />the Pensions Department, in which so much has been invested,<br />the golden-antlered flanks of Holyrood unfold.<br /><br />Where a well-house stands, the chapel’s<br />miniature double, exact<br />down to the floral bosses,<br />but pumpless: mosses thrive,<br />and a pipe dribbles water into a pool of water.<br /><br />A small-mesh grill bars<br />the aperture, bars touch,<br />taste, the chance to test it,<br />but wishes are still admitted;<br />coins, their remnants, dot the flooded chamber’s floor.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations </span><br /><br />St Medan’s Chapel: grid square reference and summary at <a href="http://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/1674404">Geograph</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.tompow.co.uk/">Tom Pow</a> is a poet as well as writer of young adult novels, picture books, radio plays and travel literature. <span style="font-style: italic;">In The Becoming, Selected and New Poems</span> was published by Polygon in June 2009.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.valeriegillies.com/">Valerie Gillies</a>' collections of poetry include <span style="font-style: italic;">Each Bright Eye</span> (1977), <span style="font-style: italic;">Tweed Journey</span> (1989), <span style="font-style: italic;">The Lightning Tree</span> (2002) and <span style="font-style: italic;">The Spring Teller</span> (2008).<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://rogueseeds.blogspot.com/"></a></span><a href="http://rogueseeds.blogspot.com/">Jen Hadfield</a> wrote Almanacs (Bloodaxe) in Shetland and the Western Isles in 2002, winning an Eric Gregory Award for the work in 2003. <span style="font-style: italic;">Nigh-No-Place</span>, written in Canada and Shetland, was shortlisted for the Forward Prize in 2007 and won the T.S.Eliot Prize for poetry in 2008.<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></span><p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:78%;"> </span></p>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-68104694307701412702011-06-27T03:40:00.001-07:002012-10-04T04:54:59.344-07:00(7) Killin & Acharn<p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Are you happy,</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">with the life you’re living?</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">‘Exodus’, Bob Marley</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span style="color:#231F20;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mt. Kurokami hung with mist and still snow clad</span></span></span></i><span style="color:#231F20;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">is Ben Lawers, peering through morning fog</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">head shaven</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">changing apparel</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is change of all kinds, clothing and flitting, vitamin injections and chemo-induced hair loss, beech leaves and bracken fronds</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Matsushima</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/26-luing.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Luing</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Kisikata</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/39-raasay.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Raasay</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></u></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">waterfall</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is the Falls of Dochart at Killin, and the Acharn Falls</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">cavern</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is the Hermit’s Cave</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCZy7bDIn7tRQ6Jy6wt4Czd3puFK8eaNXNRDycuW0s3qJIonsMEKKfK415rthJebv6z6PFigu2asxnF9aC9WBBjdIbE4mw3NFKamV9e8XZPYoBa3XbL-AP_Gz3Odh1ETMNtHG25oC3PIV/s1600/basho+and+sora+3.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCZy7bDIn7tRQ6Jy6wt4Czd3puFK8eaNXNRDycuW0s3qJIonsMEKKfK415rthJebv6z6PFigu2asxnF9aC9WBBjdIbE4mw3NFKamV9e8XZPYoBa3XbL-AP_Gz3Odh1ETMNtHG25oC3PIV/s400/basho+and+sora+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618423600539839170" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Eck & Ken</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">photograph Luke Allan, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"changing clothes"</span></span></span></i></span></div></span></span><i><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">alec for eck</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">kenneth for ken</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">ken for chonzie</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">sogoro for sora</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">judy for judo</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mt Kurokami is where Basho sketches Sora, suggesting something of the vow they’ve made to 'ginko' together, journeying-and-composing-poetry. Both men have changed names to mark changed lives. Don’t we all: for lovers, workmates; at different ages; as URLs and passwords, bynames.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our project truly began when we found our name for </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Oku-no-hosomichi</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">: not Back Roads to Far Towns, The Narrow Road to the Deep North, The Narrow Road to the Interior, Narrow Road Through the Provinces, but</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">the road north<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFhxBBlOTkrvdfnHoVe_j1xLgc81f8esLhhiBUAKQFlBChUUYQZisNOLnXsJvXKeTsbawI2L6xwHMe2K76tk0wqVBggUth1N0QRbI1wdvnV0ik5ZxNwBfePmgf9-LFGe63bKA3uzJI5EwA/s1600/trn+smaller.jpg"><img style="; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFhxBBlOTkrvdfnHoVe_j1xLgc81f8esLhhiBUAKQFlBChUUYQZisNOLnXsJvXKeTsbawI2L6xwHMe2K76tk0wqVBggUth1N0QRbI1wdvnV0ik5ZxNwBfePmgf9-LFGe63bKA3uzJI5EwA/s200/trn+smaller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622837534591265234" /></a><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Which became our motif rubber stamped on each hokku-label, our leaving for your finding.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Along our road friends have been found new names – Rhodo, Rebo, Barno. Among them Judy, Ken's sister, who I've anointed Judo. We first met last summer, as the trip began, tea and cake between Aberfeldy and Bruar. What changes, how suddenly, for by the time we’d reached Argyll her dizzinness had become a brain tumour.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A thing can be awful and yet good can come from it, and even though life now has a different measure, we are both moved by the changes she's made, a new home, a new view, a journey not so different from that chosen by Basho who, at her age, seeing death on the horizon, set off for the horizon. A journey is one way to change time. When we met first her hair was straw in the sun, since then she’s been shorn by the chemo, as Sora was at Kurokami. It’s grown back well, still curly, but darker now, and she looks like she knows the compass of her new life from this new home.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Whether it was planning or our hearts doing the right thing, we found our way on the last day to Judo’s Killin.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Finding</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiewM182pMJahu0w-fYn_Vn0_9A3aZCLf5X2ZduKWow9FW0ze35yR5crRU4-Cjpd9gNfUhAZkEiH2XPiv1LDthc135SoswCNkEAc8TK-MdunyzdQjemBBmXGnyjU1hGgJQEq4StoGR22aBu/s1600/7+bathtime+hokku.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiewM182pMJahu0w-fYn_Vn0_9A3aZCLf5X2ZduKWow9FW0ze35yR5crRU4-Cjpd9gNfUhAZkEiH2XPiv1LDthc135SoswCNkEAc8TK-MdunyzdQjemBBmXGnyjU1hGgJQEq4StoGR22aBu/s400/7+bathtime+hokku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618425424372558658" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(finding / the right / shampoo // that fits / you // (and no more / tears)', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a haircut</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that suits you</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">or a wig</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding something</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">to wear</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that goes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a view</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that you can cling to</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">then opening the window</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a name</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that goes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and one for your pal too</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a journey</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">to make</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and the right map</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a pair of boots</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that fit you</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and a walk</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a hill</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">then discovering</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">it’s got a waterfall</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding the healing</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that heals you</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and a good doctor</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a bed</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that supports you</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and someone to share it</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a life</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that fulfils you</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and a death too</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a flat</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">with space enough for</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">company and solitude</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a song</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">with words that hit</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a raw nerve</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a tea</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the best cup</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">deserves</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a beer</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that next day your mouth</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and not your head</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">remembers</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a pen</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that flows without</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">smudging</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a poem</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you find, without trying,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you’ve memorised</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding curtains</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">day can sidestep</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">but not the night</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a hill</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that’s fine in sunshine</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">or wrapped in mist</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a chocolate</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">so good</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you want to eat only a little</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding an answer</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">so wrong</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you rewrite the question</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a coat</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that fits you so well</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you long for winter</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a street</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">in a foreign city</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that sounds like your childhood</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a spring</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">near the shore</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">dabbling against the breakers</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finding a language</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">in which you feel</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">at home</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KC</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>The Road North</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvLw5OOyfJxanOQdYWPcggqtE-y3vDJmKBrSuZoJEuf0ENqSaWVOBXGE_3DYz-miWuOS45sHdox6y0i1MpoWQIBLsyoUzUXixGUR-tOxzz1IYFi2Zeiv7rha2VATrr1LqKM9CZ8Y0cmFx/s1600/7+Basho%2527s+way-hokku+each+journey.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvLw5OOyfJxanOQdYWPcggqtE-y3vDJmKBrSuZoJEuf0ENqSaWVOBXGE_3DYz-miWuOS45sHdox6y0i1MpoWQIBLsyoUzUXixGUR-tOxzz1IYFi2Zeiv7rha2VATrr1LqKM9CZ8Y0cmFx/s400/7+Basho%2527s+way-hokku+each+journey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618426945633170082" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Basho's way-hokku</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('each journey seeks / the life we don't lead', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The road north is the A82, following the shape of Loch Lomond on the map. The lay-by looks over the loch to the mountains where Eck ties a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">WORD MNTN for Ben Lomond, where Gerhard Lang went to gather clouds, as he did on Schiehallion.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObp0VgpBeYW1mLBYrwdnjY9HMo1UenNDCa44ZhNTegpt3b3Hdin8kgAGLVGAJNLscdfNThi975CT0x29N7_0l-SISgJChaGhffrpDH5uqw8ppE-mdUK8CoObm7XKuJiF1hVDj362jXCYN/s1600/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528Ben+Lomond%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObp0VgpBeYW1mLBYrwdnjY9HMo1UenNDCa44ZhNTegpt3b3Hdin8kgAGLVGAJNLscdfNThi975CT0x29N7_0l-SISgJChaGhffrpDH5uqw8ppE-mdUK8CoObm7XKuJiF1hVDj362jXCYN/s400/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528Ben+Lomond%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618426950660471522" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">33 WORD MNTN</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">BEN LOMOND, AF</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8ClLmk4xDqZ2FinIRX1joeaPnAu-Il_NWk8weGS-vBNZmUk-rrU52mCVYDLPcPgB-WdVIFEm9uW31FueO-naMdMi4HwRIThKMfH1G3oHBQZyKEqH2EpmCCbIv4k65p3A-jBC7hHePvhs/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528for+gerhard%252911.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8ClLmk4xDqZ2FinIRX1joeaPnAu-Il_NWk8weGS-vBNZmUk-rrU52mCVYDLPcPgB-WdVIFEm9uW31FueO-naMdMi4HwRIThKMfH1G3oHBQZyKEqH2EpmCCbIv4k65p3A-jBC7hHePvhs/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528for+gerhard%252911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618426959584409682" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label (for gerhard)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('a good day / for Gerhard / gathering clouds', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1S5YsspO2J_IYl2hzG95UYpoyTD1qUS4sSvyo1OnKy6YbyEyRDMlxKerTP__AeRCxKyDIQAmlNZvIsHgMkyfF1rde7_n0aqf9QFEovOs0VAYgTwdh7v8fa-yR1Q6YGEHnX7q08ipX94Eq/s1600/lang"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1S5YsspO2J_IYl2hzG95UYpoyTD1qUS4sSvyo1OnKy6YbyEyRDMlxKerTP__AeRCxKyDIQAmlNZvIsHgMkyfF1rde7_n0aqf9QFEovOs0VAYgTwdh7v8fa-yR1Q6YGEHnX7q08ipX94Eq/s400/lang" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618452794283527170" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">33 </span></span><a href="http://www.gerhardlang.com/e_work_cloudwalk3.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Gerhard Lang</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#800000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAj3PJsLfE_qwdZBHYUiMqUk93wgcelai4gyF2fs90qNNtJhTds8RSB9MMhJoOBiDSdmY4_9bjvEmykyeXMV7b9MHnFJqZVVbSHdngQgtFqnvISF8vcsilpJcb_ny0B_hpRW9L5N_m0eGl/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAj3PJsLfE_qwdZBHYUiMqUk93wgcelai4gyF2fs90qNNtJhTds8RSB9MMhJoOBiDSdmY4_9bjvEmykyeXMV7b9MHnFJqZVVbSHdngQgtFqnvISF8vcsilpJcb_ny0B_hpRW9L5N_m0eGl/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618426969024021490" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(‘with the rain / comes a watershed // delighting salmon / and Salmond alike’, AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The only news on the radio is the SNP’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">absolute</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> majority in the new parliament.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Optimism about the future doesn’t mask current dangers –</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">HIGH RISK OF DEER</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">CROSSING THE ROAD</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Evening coming on, we climb out of the lochside woods, past that beautiful name Ardlui, one of the way-glens, cross over again into the wild lands through the grey heights of Glen Falloch, snow patches, fuzzing radio.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sharing a joke about bad phone signal we play it out to images of clan badges and tartans imprinted with new loyalties.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the O2 McGregors</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the T-Mobile Campbells</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Clan Ranald of VODAPHONE</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mairi Mhor Nan Orange</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And their mottos</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Loyalty & Value</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Uninterrupted Service</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Under Blue Skies</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Free Evening Calls</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Allofasudden Crianlarich, neither of us saying what we know, that this is the last time we will go through the 'way-glens' as Basho & Sora.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our direction says it all, E-W, rewinding</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">trahcod nelg</div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">riahbul hcol</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">letoh egdol eius</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">rahmaer llaem</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Taking the turn for Killin, feeling the pull of </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/23-glen-lyon.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Glen Lyon</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF, KC</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Dochart</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaCNAoNrzTlQrLu6QnPIISbeEgLEymzOdjYJGTsvRc3_2SvyxuWjYbg2fjoOlJDWIY5dYvzDmvxvjxzkTsIkp1_sz-_6yVFLyj_PG56WQdZj7oo63pv5i824p7D6RsaTNhl8tWY5841Mz/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528MILLWHEEL+life%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaCNAoNrzTlQrLu6QnPIISbeEgLEymzOdjYJGTsvRc3_2SvyxuWjYbg2fjoOlJDWIY5dYvzDmvxvjxzkTsIkp1_sz-_6yVFLyj_PG56WQdZj7oo63pv5i824p7D6RsaTNhl8tWY5841Mz/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528MILLWHEEL+life%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458158890935538" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('MILLWHEEL life / WATERFALL time', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">With Judith, Judo, we visit the Falls of Dochart, just upstream from the old bridge, that’s wide enough for one vehicle, and no pavement. The Heritage Centre, where the mill-wheel still turns, faces a troubled future, and may or may not re-open in its current form.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBsdgyikpz3qg9iwYrxdHOeVI0RuLsiMuuOIr4jTxhtRsBRcHSzhN5AJzd5s3wnigXBR9n0AxYzLiWEuSc4Ipq4uxf5AvtTMyVABDjJzDi48qH30fpyBzfBcf60Xky1BKnCY6tlxVglzg/s1600/7+Judo+reading+Basho.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfBsdgyikpz3qg9iwYrxdHOeVI0RuLsiMuuOIr4jTxhtRsBRcHSzhN5AJzd5s3wnigXBR9n0AxYzLiWEuSc4Ipq4uxf5AvtTMyVABDjJzDi48qH30fpyBzfBcf60Xky1BKnCY6tlxVglzg/s400/7+Judo+reading+Basho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458145223433906" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />7 Judo reading Basho</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTvl6hAsZbb3UHvYpNoDxfgIPQP-TS5Hg3l7lMMZEzEw9s9N9FmJibO0K7R1WhV27ko_Wiqe8tGcQFbOBv4dpoqLXkacSS71yidveta031Wyy6NgqaEDY0aZds-uxS6Su8he2rkC-XGP1/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528changing+apparel%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTvl6hAsZbb3UHvYpNoDxfgIPQP-TS5Hg3l7lMMZEzEw9s9N9FmJibO0K7R1WhV27ko_Wiqe8tGcQFbOBv4dpoqLXkacSS71yidveta031Wyy6NgqaEDY0aZds-uxS6Su8he2rkC-XGP1/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528changing+apparel%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458154921752066" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('changing apparel / is the river surprised / to become the falls?', KC)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Basho’s waterfall is horizontal but the Dochart’s white waters run vertically, rapid-like. The river, narrow and placid both up- and downriver, suddenly widens here, its flow interrupted, diverted, jostled, accelerated, by rocks and islands. The sculpted stone, wee pools and runnels that each visitor has to find their way over, speaks of the power of water that has and will come through here. Casting a glance at the arches of the bridge and storms to come.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJCcE3TcnTxCD6m38hIbb2obJ5naqZLYYleogB3MX9caSRHncOzY7wZI1nR7P6P_RMJnOPDxHzuj-qbGQgBLezNeZAEfA7xWaP8fdSMseHCcWQT9Dz_Qszk7CQSn9ARxHtcB24MZpW8zf/s1600/7+Ruskinian+pose.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJCcE3TcnTxCD6m38hIbb2obJ5naqZLYYleogB3MX9caSRHncOzY7wZI1nR7P6P_RMJnOPDxHzuj-qbGQgBLezNeZAEfA7xWaP8fdSMseHCcWQT9Dz_Qszk7CQSn9ARxHtcB24MZpW8zf/s400/7+Ruskinian+pose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458985467994898" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />7 Ruskinian pose</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We sit below the lone Scots pine, our right viewpoint and gallery. A place to poem from and strike the odd Ruskinian pose.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8X6grTocWROYDsrJFnkkFM5zKVfKYXP2RRYMKoHmtPcgqmlFIR0MN_vvisLR5ktpH6AbgwH8GOUn9j2cP1qC75YMBhdiCqUjbIdCug5xWdmZQBVzBsov3-7GdQvFN6DJfHcEnA4Qzh11b/s1600/7+Dochart+Judith+%2526+Eck.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8X6grTocWROYDsrJFnkkFM5zKVfKYXP2RRYMKoHmtPcgqmlFIR0MN_vvisLR5ktpH6AbgwH8GOUn9j2cP1qC75YMBhdiCqUjbIdCug5xWdmZQBVzBsov3-7GdQvFN6DJfHcEnA4Qzh11b/s400/7+Dochart+Judith+%2526+Eck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458989128092434" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Dochart, Judo & Basho</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMluKp0GZboZqOG3vSVQRmnCZpVQOR-5CBHC2nypoGnk-Y2OGLm2y86wXyLXuYgHrjMEKYchiAl9ag2IWe3tLQXMiSSuRtQ9L6KqZATtpEMUsGCChTV4fr1LcPuV4ChkznwUOAqNN3ESgJ/s1600/7+hokku-label%252C+rock+water50.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMluKp0GZboZqOG3vSVQRmnCZpVQOR-5CBHC2nypoGnk-Y2OGLm2y86wXyLXuYgHrjMEKYchiAl9ag2IWe3tLQXMiSSuRtQ9L6KqZATtpEMUsGCChTV4fr1LcPuV4ChkznwUOAqNN3ESgJ/s400/7+hokku-label%252C+rock+water50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618458991844683666" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('rock water / and a scrim of soil / what more / would you need', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhirgfZzPdIey2R9FE3p9_4WDV0YgZBcI5FxJau2KagclyvZan52OkKjGMz1CQTGZhJvcFnn2yis7LgUJYuoJxh18MyjfptDPcAXyq4FwdjzkzJFtqjo1OY0CFhFMnuwK4JdluaPyZ8-05I/s1600/7+changing+names.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhirgfZzPdIey2R9FE3p9_4WDV0YgZBcI5FxJau2KagclyvZan52OkKjGMz1CQTGZhJvcFnn2yis7LgUJYuoJxh18MyjfptDPcAXyq4FwdjzkzJFtqjo1OY0CFhFMnuwK4JdluaPyZ8-05I/s400/7+changing+names.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618459540885357890" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku label, changing names</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">clouDs</span></span></span></span></div></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">**</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">cOoly</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">**</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Capture</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">tHe</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">wAterfall’s</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">febRile</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*....*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">aTmosphere</span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Even after yesterday’s rain, the river-flow’s still moderate. A group of Italians come over to read the labels as we're still adding them, but don’t stop to talk. We're inured to our eccentricity. A yellow bus with the word AWESOME on the side crosses the bridge.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Over the walls a stilled wheel.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">water-</div></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">mill</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">water-</div></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">fall</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">As we leave Eck calls Ken back with that age-old cry of the child to the departing adult: </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Come over here, you’ll like this!</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFpdB1FGYfV-u2rKE43qNxMi_RnGQV5iPbaM6SR7TN4_pEaQxd6yS71JxIlSjOGjxM_21mnZ_sz5CV_ECL3NLVk8f2Qd4jSbugSkveFGPUVZhS5JjfPhTWNHRA48-wXKAyziRvV3gUIehw/s1600/7+Dochart+buddha+frog.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFpdB1FGYfV-u2rKE43qNxMi_RnGQV5iPbaM6SR7TN4_pEaQxd6yS71JxIlSjOGjxM_21mnZ_sz5CV_ECL3NLVk8f2Qd4jSbugSkveFGPUVZhS5JjfPhTWNHRA48-wXKAyziRvV3gUIehw/s400/7+Dochart+buddha+frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618459552705043218" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Buddha frog</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8GfCnTxh2-m0JxNMlywzAvbkHOf3n3KrlYpeG0IbrhUZM1mjYnSbOaPf9B9w9Ub06A0bOXwfFrqMPv82ZnT9QfVfWCrusYU5Q7MBUvz0vInZFYHLAZlcWktgXZkxNH4tleD_x7A6fFbh/s1600/postcard+june%252C+frog-pool-falls+%2528falls+of+dochart%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8GfCnTxh2-m0JxNMlywzAvbkHOf3n3KrlYpeG0IbrhUZM1mjYnSbOaPf9B9w9Ub06A0bOXwfFrqMPv82ZnT9QfVfWCrusYU5Q7MBUvz0vInZFYHLAZlcWktgXZkxNH4tleD_x7A6fFbh/s400/postcard+june%252C+frog-pool-falls+%2528falls+of+dochart%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622966258715398930" border="0" /></a><br />7 'frog pool falls'<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">in gloup river’s</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">rounded filled</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">stilled & stepped</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">( today )</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">away from</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Buddha frog</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">meditates</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">on air &</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">water</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">**</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">stillness &</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">motion</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">**</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">thought</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">& action</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">**</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">trance</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">& will</span></span><div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KC</span></span></span>)<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">there is no</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">leap</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">or splash</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">to this</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">his</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">silence<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK6fKTfWoKtbzbGZ5Rd7hmxaqRJHqV-MwwT7GwDQOy1bnPjg3RZ5BjSRP5Ds7uEBaXZ4TNlLcS3Fhz583YEHu1wI0cGmIf3RJhyphenhyphentbwzHafR5YCXH-iUpjDDdAgO3YBoUuqqahFb9G-wYW9/s1600/7+Dochart+poem-hung+Scots+pine.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK6fKTfWoKtbzbGZ5Rd7hmxaqRJHqV-MwwT7GwDQOy1bnPjg3RZ5BjSRP5Ds7uEBaXZ4TNlLcS3Fhz583YEHu1wI0cGmIf3RJhyphenhyphentbwzHafR5YCXH-iUpjDDdAgO3YBoUuqqahFb9G-wYW9/s400/7+Dochart+poem-hung+Scots+pine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618462199045106274" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Dochart poem-hung Scots pine</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A wee blessing for the frog Ken carefully shooed off the road in </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/20-glenelg.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Glenelg.</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY9a2PksjriLVr96tUZoyMz9LWoiYTc0W2OZwhFIhrnv9gZM2BWQVvLPeVn0Jy3LHCIv0z2kJ6YkSRNKDAKN7NNpPKURAUziRECQPfVjm4kCXMGzcgpRHS1t1-MLHPrLZIFryyYm808Nl/s1600/7+Basho+reflecting+in+the+toad%2527s+mirror-pond.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY9a2PksjriLVr96tUZoyMz9LWoiYTc0W2OZwhFIhrnv9gZM2BWQVvLPeVn0Jy3LHCIv0z2kJ6YkSRNKDAKN7NNpPKURAUziRECQPfVjm4kCXMGzcgpRHS1t1-MLHPrLZIFryyYm808Nl/s400/7+Basho+reflecting+in+the+toad%2527s+mirror-pond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618462206271739474" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Basho reflecting in the toad's mirror-pond</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We leave our, now your, pine, embroidered with poems and wishes. A Scoto-Japo hybrid.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF, KC</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Kinnell</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrb-LkQwdssNa89UtPIys_8_lEVAMFebjukWKx-3kJTSRUJ3OFEjWlImza2S09-lKKMcOfu8dVqdGNj4liwGC1DBl0QQQV-wy4kB4itwZ6fT7Sy-SpSrMhCFWdbMQY-t49JEZWPCN3b7EK/s1600/7+Kinnell+lion.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrb-LkQwdssNa89UtPIys_8_lEVAMFebjukWKx-3kJTSRUJ3OFEjWlImza2S09-lKKMcOfu8dVqdGNj4liwGC1DBl0QQQV-wy4kB4itwZ6fT7Sy-SpSrMhCFWdbMQY-t49JEZWPCN3b7EK/s400/7+Kinnell+lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618480409982864386" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Kinnell gatepost lion</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Instead of crossing the bridge by the inn, we drive down the avenue of trees straight ahead, past the gatepost lions to a wee ring of standing stones. Pair to the Fortingall ring a glen away.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Judo, a little tired, stays in the car. From the shade of the avenue, and the muddy track underfoot, it’s a pleasure to walk out into the sunny sheep field.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzWCfUBGC5tgBJtIlkF9rkQl7NJMccD0X-mmN13X20U8i4e_jE2tNTssWY_6bSU1vpcX8cCxRJbx0dR46ZIKFLXBllPWmTlrQ-rEKztR-yJUJO0D8y_LwAFTN4R8hv6_nd2f5UmpPimhO/s1600/7+Kinnell+stone+circle.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzWCfUBGC5tgBJtIlkF9rkQl7NJMccD0X-mmN13X20U8i4e_jE2tNTssWY_6bSU1vpcX8cCxRJbx0dR46ZIKFLXBllPWmTlrQ-rEKztR-yJUJO0D8y_LwAFTN4R8hv6_nd2f5UmpPimhO/s400/7+Kinnell+stone+circle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618480571573427442" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Kinnell stone circle</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Overlooked by Sron Mhor, on the south side of the Dochart, looking up S to Beinn Lebhainn and W to Sron ’s Chlachain; 6 stones, the northerly having cup & ring marks. Gillies writes, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This well preserved stone circle is situated close to the old home of the Macnabs at Kinnell. It is within the policies, and near the corner of a broad, level field called Kinnell Park… There are six stones, five of which are standing in their original position… The space enclosed by these stones is quite smooth and level, bearing no indication of having at any time been disturbed.</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">In Famed Breadalbane</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, 1938)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">He differentiates the six thus:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">oblong base</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">B’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">sloping back</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">C’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">pyramidal summit</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">D’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">flat-topped, very massive block</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">E’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">rough, uneven top</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">****</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">F’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">white quartz veins</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The sheep keep their distance; white wool punctuates the green. It's sunny afternoon but the Modern Antiquarian says sunset’s obscured by the tree line.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">rocK</span></span></span></div></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*.**.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">cIrcle</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">stoNe</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">riNg</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">timE</span></span></span></div></span><span lang="EN-US"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*...</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">aLigned</span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">tempLe</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjpn6Jq8luet8jZeLYQycbuWaJTsLQ3xC8Jd3i5carnc8qeyVuiNYO06gMXwdT-Go9N3Wkav_8TAtaoUaR5KEIGU6Bw62Rs2PmNgZr1Eqi4FIgH76PeNGw77i7kYXXG5b1WnShmZgR3AO1/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528just+for%2529+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjpn6Jq8luet8jZeLYQycbuWaJTsLQ3xC8Jd3i5carnc8qeyVuiNYO06gMXwdT-Go9N3Wkav_8TAtaoUaR5KEIGU6Bw62Rs2PmNgZr1Eqi4FIgH76PeNGw77i7kYXXG5b1WnShmZgR3AO1/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528just+for%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618465660518569762" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('just for / a while // stuck / within / stones // in sun-/shine', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekt9mY2-sj8esQ9bOw0sGadbMuktHT9eDpram7_6cp_l8Lakn68hzCd1qJVMAaIJCo9ZSWjRKdY0k0cv4QTWTnbQNbGRKOiHZWVWRJRvZ3-0tc1EhOgEuEtPcj2R-AUPNWKZTcnQGEiOE/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528just+for%2529+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekt9mY2-sj8esQ9bOw0sGadbMuktHT9eDpram7_6cp_l8Lakn68hzCd1qJVMAaIJCo9ZSWjRKdY0k0cv4QTWTnbQNbGRKOiHZWVWRJRvZ3-0tc1EhOgEuEtPcj2R-AUPNWKZTcnQGEiOE/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528just+for%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618465667465943026" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-CRLl_Ps8nlQNbnQ9FT5sn_piVTDTqT21ZLqUU3hqtP8JxXVlqPWZh6ro9C-Kgb1veIX5tn7-R97UajtgbDxmUTtkkiB_zXkfwojon4dfC-tnC0UZUitH2mVurVGHSoumKhZCF9-_uG7/s1600/7+hokku+while+just+for+a+while+3.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-CRLl_Ps8nlQNbnQ9FT5sn_piVTDTqT21ZLqUU3hqtP8JxXVlqPWZh6ro9C-Kgb1veIX5tn7-R97UajtgbDxmUTtkkiB_zXkfwojon4dfC-tnC0UZUitH2mVurVGHSoumKhZCF9-_uG7/s400/7+hokku+while+just+for+a+while+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618465671614540882" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWxmZNudwvvgH534lr4ArvlmZvDoSSSq0BnvkdgNflI-4vd2ve_AbJD8990vgD1X8mjMYZwOs4mCkQNqXcZgXaD4uvtwBDnKAEEao5_zC7sJQEe4_eXsYf-dBINjaf3s-nCI5CRtRlyzu/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528lacking+ceremony%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWxmZNudwvvgH534lr4ArvlmZvDoSSSq0BnvkdgNflI-4vd2ve_AbJD8990vgD1X8mjMYZwOs4mCkQNqXcZgXaD4uvtwBDnKAEEao5_zC7sJQEe4_eXsYf-dBINjaf3s-nCI5CRtRlyzu/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528lacking+ceremony%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618465679079866722" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('lacking ceremony / old coats cast off / for summer', KC)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KC, mesostic AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Lochay</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We return to Judo’s flat. Eck needs his bath to wash off the lactic from his over-enthusiastic cliff-top path-finding down on the misty Rinns yesterday.</span></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken fancies another ramble before lunch, Judo says she’ll walk to the start of the path but ends up coming the whole way – the spit of land between Rivers Dochart and Lochay, who meet and almost immediately open out into Loch Tay. Judo points, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a hare!</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, and Ken misses it, but another lopes, left to right, into the trees, reddy-brown, like a red squirrel, rather than muted rabbit-gray.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The creep-along, the sitter-still,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the pintail, the ring-the-hill,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the sudden start,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the shake-the-heart,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the belly-white,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the lambs-in-flight.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Seamus Heaney, from ‘The Names of the Hare’</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl7cy4Ut89pVeByqRVuBsF0pxXa1qlimI_nxZmL-laFMyMIyoa9F-DKAhVBVA5BgYArZ53qX3v8aIgxvbx_2wqdDPsXHW3by0Xq5SwHbxcvX3uoXOAW299ur4fGdeXtyCtMcg8pj9XxZFC/s1600/7+Lochay+iron+bridge.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl7cy4Ut89pVeByqRVuBsF0pxXa1qlimI_nxZmL-laFMyMIyoa9F-DKAhVBVA5BgYArZ53qX3v8aIgxvbx_2wqdDPsXHW3by0Xq5SwHbxcvX3uoXOAW299ur4fGdeXtyCtMcg8pj9XxZFC/s400/7+Lochay+iron+bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618470653022879746" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Lochay iron bridge</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KC</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Basho’s Declaration of Dochart & Sora’s Declaration of Acharn</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b>BACK TO RURALITY!</b></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b>FOLLOW ME!</b></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0S_iSTO03RhJdp1K7cjw_Y6oDCsGHWU1_jj7eUNb-vIhVVcsuKfYtq60GLgO1n-COqHZ7LY4ske214Dalx3VIWKD4vWMESxVFufXbFRXVtW7rygmoJ0QlI6VIm3iDI6iHGuf6f4-nf_IV/s1600/7+Follow+Me%252C+Acharn.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0S_iSTO03RhJdp1K7cjw_Y6oDCsGHWU1_jj7eUNb-vIhVVcsuKfYtq60GLgO1n-COqHZ7LY4ske214Dalx3VIWKD4vWMESxVFufXbFRXVtW7rygmoJ0QlI6VIm3iDI6iHGuf6f4-nf_IV/s400/7+Follow+Me%252C+Acharn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618464812196518594" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Follow Me, Acharn</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Acharn</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#800000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4rLHIGeh_KMvV-6CafPGi41tc9DQTDS767-LdGK8EeKBpjPFJZlRn-kobLKPA6U2jeUOulVD_pL0IwXvc9O5kJXncDkz1omljcOjWC0Ll8RwCYRldrsX4K4RyLGkuDXH7qwo9vm5vsS82/s1600/7+WORD+MNTN+BEN+LAWERS.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4rLHIGeh_KMvV-6CafPGi41tc9DQTDS767-LdGK8EeKBpjPFJZlRn-kobLKPA6U2jeUOulVD_pL0IwXvc9O5kJXncDkz1omljcOjWC0Ll8RwCYRldrsX4K4RyLGkuDXH7qwo9vm5vsS82/s400/7+WORD+MNTN+BEN+LAWERS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618467345805312706" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 WORD-MNTN</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> (</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">BEN LAWERS)</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Photograph Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">After lunch with Judo’s son Daniel, and elder daughter Katie (Anna’s at a Tai Kwan Do event), we drive along the northside of Loch Tay, fond again of how you can see the shore lines as they lie on the map. Dorothy Wordsworth only saw a lake:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">there is an uniformity in the lake which,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">comparing it with other lakes, made it</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">appear tiresome. It has no windings:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I should even</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">imagine, although it is</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">so many miles long, that, from</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">some points not very high on the hills,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">it may be seen from one end to the other.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">There are few bays, no lurking-places</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">where the water hides itself in the land,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">no outjutting points or promontories,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">no islands ; and there are no commanding</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">mountains or precipices</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Below Ben Lawers, Eck does a WORD MNTN and sighs for our not turning left at Edramuck.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDcRs9umXjnIjJVPVSKeRk8z0SV0erXe9HvU0K913LcY09EBGFB7lYUVtLxttCBzEyFCOpBm14bKxbqCa7sk8q-vxRC3s-Q0Hwyr27x86OzOBDAgzJgwTOOP7YMshIEEAOOKF7ZJmwx4K/s1600/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528BEINN+BHREAC%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDcRs9umXjnIjJVPVSKeRk8z0SV0erXe9HvU0K913LcY09EBGFB7lYUVtLxttCBzEyFCOpBm14bKxbqCa7sk8q-vxRC3s-Q0Hwyr27x86OzOBDAgzJgwTOOP7YMshIEEAOOKF7ZJmwx4K/s400/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528BEINN+BHREAC%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618467977104836162" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 WORD-MNTN (</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">BEINN BHREAC)<br />Alec Finlay</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Photograph Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Another WORD MNTN looking south to Beinn Bhreac At the east end of the loch we bend back through spick and span Kenmore and take the wee road down the southside back to Acharn, for we've still to find our pair for Basho's horizontal falls and this morning’s decision was that the last place to go on the last afternoon was Acharn, ‘field of the cairn’, as visited by Burns (29 August, 1787) and the Wordsworths (5 September, 1803). It seems that Dorothy was homesick.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span>The face of the country</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">not very</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">interesting,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">though not unpleasing,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">reminding us of some</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">of the vales of the north</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">of England, though meagre,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">nipped-up, or shriveled</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">******</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">compared with them.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Maybe it was raining.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOLeDtMPWTrcPuVcvME1TTNMvHwWspERZuwrFSvXICnLUekq7AX4AuFFJ4HchoUoNgXFCrCt6GrxyOX5psvL6oPv-z45P1DaZqaUbcBM2cbMeGOtuN4b8VBWITMZEpxlc0ybuZGJsKiVL/s1600/7+Acharn+sign+Falls+of+Acharn.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOLeDtMPWTrcPuVcvME1TTNMvHwWspERZuwrFSvXICnLUekq7AX4AuFFJ4HchoUoNgXFCrCt6GrxyOX5psvL6oPv-z45P1DaZqaUbcBM2cbMeGOtuN4b8VBWITMZEpxlc0ybuZGJsKiVL/s400/7+Acharn+sign+Falls+of+Acharn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618468495616203762" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Sign</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/12-aberfeldy.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Acharn</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> is where we began our first road-trip last June – Fortingall, Schiehallion, World Cup – and, being base-camp, we neglected what was nearest to hand, putting off the walk to the falls until it fell off the end of the week. Now, fittingly but without our planning, the journey curves back into a memory of itself.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggMboRJypoISjRE7QBB7uBa5aqlUU2vuWKsQnfCiGodrIGDVarjRZFYjvkjYneMjoYSbn8gmtnofihFE5i3IQuz8MYoccM9KZOHuxP8bd-GhlV1DYN3PXT9NTeH3BGFmIXqp-SXmnr0r73/s1600/7+Acharn+Eck+wishing.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggMboRJypoISjRE7QBB7uBa5aqlUU2vuWKsQnfCiGodrIGDVarjRZFYjvkjYneMjoYSbn8gmtnofihFE5i3IQuz8MYoccM9KZOHuxP8bd-GhlV1DYN3PXT9NTeH3BGFmIXqp-SXmnr0r73/s400/7+Acharn+Eck+wishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618470665308927826" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Acharn, Eck wishing</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">running my fingernails</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">along the contour lines</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">gauging the incline</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and fatigue that results</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We park in the village, and Eck assumes a crown of white blossom.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMNSCaL5aZWPJsw6XFivwUU0d5SqECChmlG2vUicyREFIbjJLPLeZq1l8wLYKAwnNBrGf_ouHwj6SDhDiX0nRVO4nCy7E5sALDT9TvCGY8U8qtTN35G4HzZV7JGqs0JgksDPR-bGqrOoOv/s1600/7+Acharn+last+year+this+year+%2528beech%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMNSCaL5aZWPJsw6XFivwUU0d5SqECChmlG2vUicyREFIbjJLPLeZq1l8wLYKAwnNBrGf_ouHwj6SDhDiX0nRVO4nCy7E5sALDT9TvCGY8U8qtTN35G4HzZV7JGqs0JgksDPR-bGqrOoOv/s400/7+Acharn+last+year+this+year+%2528beech%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618469041453841010" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht27kQaBPKTAyTi6SJjk3k1rzF-0RfcTuohiTORFkH1cEuCuUvv5avuxc9p__pRp4FuPJolnqWhvYFVmuhkS9j4CzDpsc75Z9g2IohNBSR-hOHiMbDBqUh0VhQCWJSc8GN2WCcpDb0TY_5/s1600/7+Acharn+last+year+this+year+%2528bracken%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht27kQaBPKTAyTi6SJjk3k1rzF-0RfcTuohiTORFkH1cEuCuUvv5avuxc9p__pRp4FuPJolnqWhvYFVmuhkS9j4CzDpsc75Z9g2IohNBSR-hOHiMbDBqUh0VhQCWJSc8GN2WCcpDb0TY_5/s400/7+Acharn+last+year+this+year+%2528bracken%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618469047592427506" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Acharn, last year this year (beech & bracken)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">following the sound of a burn</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">up another steep path</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">fringed by shady groves</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">of fern, gean, hazel and larch</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a young beech</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">holding on to the old</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">until it’s sure of the new</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Drummond Hill</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">thickly wooded behind us</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">beyond that Fortingall nestles</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and the entrance to Lyon</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">at Sput Ban</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">gazing over Kenmore Church</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that hazy peak due NE</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">must be</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzkmGr_W2jiOg65_BdmxZy-YWGyyNn4vjUwt3ndYI8vQieyxFaPcXCHiGRt6qT2X-TNEAney1j06EiY28RYuZJqjN34g-VwgTpmAttEUXypruhy0zi5AjTENmZ1q8WZgzLHXgbo_lU-mJ/s1600/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528MEALL+CRUMACH%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzkmGr_W2jiOg65_BdmxZy-YWGyyNn4vjUwt3ndYI8vQieyxFaPcXCHiGRt6qT2X-TNEAney1j06EiY28RYuZJqjN34g-VwgTpmAttEUXypruhy0zi5AjTENmZ1q8WZgzLHXgbo_lU-mJ/s400/7+WORD+MNTN+%2528MEALL+CRUMACH%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618473586294402130" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 WORD MNTN</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">MEALL CRUMACH, AF</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_IrYnrewBgP_gECBm6LIzjEan4tPKywkhejdXrYsOH0C8ZSVugDYUaK6xVtY6EMLqhVfl0WuA2ry3bxz_TambQzieknjjTaN7pdJpssMn83BLnJMPHQmk6b5uVY6OCqWw0L_SIEiu1QA/s1600/7+Acharn+sign+Hermit%2527s+Cave.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_IrYnrewBgP_gECBm6LIzjEan4tPKywkhejdXrYsOH0C8ZSVugDYUaK6xVtY6EMLqhVfl0WuA2ry3bxz_TambQzieknjjTaN7pdJpssMn83BLnJMPHQmk6b5uVY6OCqWw0L_SIEiu1QA/s400/7+Acharn+sign+Hermit%2527s+Cave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618473596987848946" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 </span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hermit's Cave sign, Acharn</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We accept the invitation, moving</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">through </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">a dungeon-like </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">passage</span></span></span></i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> that </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">delivers us </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">into the</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">light</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">very beautiful prospect</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of, across the gorge, water falling white before us.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBKE-GABc0b3EsiUtmbJJBfC1DZ4UJjNQiMC94CLMNGsJGEOR6BI1Dwn-j_GZTijxC7kHnxRA90ynWPqAg2a8ErpUJIldBa_9N3w8IQmO9CvwxPK_Dbllo9JUHgD5JRUYyk_UaKnCFMCm/s1600/7+Acharn+Hermit%2527s+Cave+%2526+Falls+of+Acharn.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBKE-GABc0b3EsiUtmbJJBfC1DZ4UJjNQiMC94CLMNGsJGEOR6BI1Dwn-j_GZTijxC7kHnxRA90ynWPqAg2a8ErpUJIldBa_9N3w8IQmO9CvwxPK_Dbllo9JUHgD5JRUYyk_UaKnCFMCm/s400/7+Acharn+Hermit%2527s+Cave+%2526+Falls+of+Acharn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618474114172925634" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Acharn Hermit's Cave & Falls of Acharn</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Before we take it in, we’re distracted by an off-stage scamper.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5MnwMdBs_NOggdEPfvc9hf6w4V3pMi8XAo2wVwYyP8xb5dlFBv8X9A5hM0cKLgwHrQm865nRWeycsKXQCRud9sX4cPfTQHVpunPWPnLXIdOBwePE39NApB3Gio-3NmguH7TpopmQfsHZ/s1600/7+hokku-label+%2528as+we+emerge+from%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5MnwMdBs_NOggdEPfvc9hf6w4V3pMi8XAo2wVwYyP8xb5dlFBv8X9A5hM0cKLgwHrQm865nRWeycsKXQCRud9sX4cPfTQHVpunPWPnLXIdOBwePE39NApB3Gio-3NmguH7TpopmQfsHZ/s400/7+hokku-label+%2528as+we+emerge+from%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618474138894155122" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(‘as we emerge from / the theatrical cave / a red squirrel / upstages the falls’, KC)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The roofless platform is what remains of Dorothy’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">quaint apartment stuck over with moss, hung about with stuffed foxes and other wild animals, and ornamented with a library of wooden books covered with old leatherbacks, the mock furniture of a hermit's cell</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. Not a xylotheque then, but an installation of faky books, or boks.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This view was conceived and constructed by the 3rd Earl of Breadalbane in the 1760s. Artificial, quaint-seeming, and yet as modern in its way as Turrel’s great sky-space temple at Rannoch. The hermit being a sign, ridiculous and riddled with class to our modern eye, but as true an indication of the potential other lives such places suggest as Karimor or North Face. Our aspirations always have a laughable aspect, but they also make us smile.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkciUvLQUphz7l1Esoa7C3HkQfSidBHH8MqWQ2koA1xnzoWcs9I56z_u8gNujzu6ZadaI_DlNRD86Wd7iRSAmCDNVIcM2zjr2u2iC0D-P7EsUx5WtmqbrctOVw42fE2lUrXEml6TGf6rw/s1600/7+hokku-label+Acharn+summer+opening.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkciUvLQUphz7l1Esoa7C3HkQfSidBHH8MqWQ2koA1xnzoWcs9I56z_u8gNujzu6ZadaI_DlNRD86Wd7iRSAmCDNVIcM2zjr2u2iC0D-P7EsUx5WtmqbrctOVw42fE2lUrXEml6TGf6rw/s400/7+hokku-label+Acharn+summer+opening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618478335766678770" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 hokku-label Acharn summer opening</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">('in this wee while / all / summer / open / -ing', AF, after Basho)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3F0NmshIGiz-VLoYbam1NNCMKDTy30z54VzSR2hD5FV2NUnaIlZ939nKf6YcUM1V8ycipiwKwuotxB634iFZjatzxZRVCYopv1CfMFRrimWmg4h1Z2NShlNE1V1NV8RV2hyaBlDy_gJx/s1600/7+Basho+labelling.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3F0NmshIGiz-VLoYbam1NNCMKDTy30z54VzSR2hD5FV2NUnaIlZ939nKf6YcUM1V8ycipiwKwuotxB634iFZjatzxZRVCYopv1CfMFRrimWmg4h1Z2NShlNE1V1NV8RV2hyaBlDy_gJx/s400/7+Basho+labelling.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618477147755235986" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Sora labelling</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/7%20audio%2C%20Falls%20of%20Acharn%20%28edit%20LA%29.mp3">7 audio, Acharn</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The falls have come down the Acharn Burn from the crotch between Creagan na Beinne and Sron a Chaoineidh to leap 50 feet and rill their way down to </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">90</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">'</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Beyond are the higher wilder standing stones on the slopes of Creagan Odhar and the old drove road that winds down Glen Almond to Newton and </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-sma-glen.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sma’ Glen</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, tributaries of our imagination.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Burns found inspiration and consolation, embedding a prediction of the wordsWORTHs’ arrival:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Poetic ardours in my bosom swell,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Lone wand’ring by the hermit’s mossy cell:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(…)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Here heart-struck Grief might heavenward stretch her scan,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And injured Worth forget and pardon Man.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt4s2vAZCPgiSl48hAxQQ3fFL3_N3EEkaQG3l5tGrajGLFIFWDRgBQW4_ykkgpVjh0EJV80Px7ELARBwHMzn9nvYDqC3VZeVi62NtCH05t3RFXIvumt5NF2BpMoMQIRYcblooVIeNZXdB/s1600/7+Acharn+Eck+libating.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt4s2vAZCPgiSl48hAxQQ3fFL3_N3EEkaQG3l5tGrajGLFIFWDRgBQW4_ykkgpVjh0EJV80Px7ELARBwHMzn9nvYDqC3VZeVi62NtCH05t3RFXIvumt5NF2BpMoMQIRYcblooVIeNZXdB/s400/7+Acharn+Eck+libating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618477753551738578" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Acharn, Basho libating</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ken Cockburn, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Without a plan we've led ourselves to this last calm view, the trees newly green, the oak leaves still unfurling. We can go no further than the little shelf closed off by the rail, unless it's a fall down.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhleyPg8x29T4BZv-zYvRlPjrglewaKBgHQ2MFTrcEfoqMOXxypz0sQ12enMoY5uzoOSA8cfEVvlXBlGYUDtGhuA-e-p5ECw_NZOTmAlJuWiT05hB_2IB0LohEM_HvaWisC_BC3WqLzhT1/s1600/postcard+for+archarn+blog%252C+after+marcel+waterfalls.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhleyPg8x29T4BZv-zYvRlPjrglewaKBgHQ2MFTrcEfoqMOXxypz0sQ12enMoY5uzoOSA8cfEVvlXBlGYUDtGhuA-e-p5ECw_NZOTmAlJuWiT05hB_2IB0LohEM_HvaWisC_BC3WqLzhT1/s400/postcard+for+archarn+blog%252C+after+marcel+waterfalls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622840339443196834" border="0" /></a><br />7 'Basho'<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxM0Axsq36OhzpHYtFUER19AfLa9EH7v89ZtraQmOMz7l0vHTfMY5qinzyCr_ExO_CMBCwYerqJuviLCxlu7d_xHBFqalPHHMd088UMs4MbSL8JTsbzZQYe2A92WAqeltPnu8ZAFs94Ors/s1600/acharn+blog+%2528marcel+waterfall+1%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxM0Axsq36OhzpHYtFUER19AfLa9EH7v89ZtraQmOMz7l0vHTfMY5qinzyCr_ExO_CMBCwYerqJuviLCxlu7d_xHBFqalPHHMd088UMs4MbSL8JTsbzZQYe2A92WAqeltPnu8ZAFs94Ors/s400/acharn+blog+%2528marcel+waterfall+1%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621357076633691650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">33 'Marcel'</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Translate Loch Tay into Lake Geneva, Acharn into Forestay and the screen of falling water becomes a veil for Duchamp, whose 'Large Glass' conceals a secret landscape, rippling waterfall tresses as the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">mons venus</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of his lover Mary Oliver. People suffering from TB stood under the Forestay falls seeking a cure. What we see is always real and imaginary. A year on we weave the </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-senju-bridge-ueno-yanaka.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Maspie</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> falls and the hermitage cavern into </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/12-aberfeldy.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Acharn</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. But most of all we follow our guide, Basho, for this bowl and lip with the sun streaming in are </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">summer's opening</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, seen in the gap the burn makes between the tree-line.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">sharing the whisky</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">with strangers</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">in place of Dorothy</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">& William</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">now we know</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">opening our</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ending is</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">an opening</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">our ending</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">is our beginning</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrTSm3v4azzARMlrtEqXnZpNDGkXaESV8_VoH-nGwvD_ojPnb1vkP9epHTFXowXO89BoBNxKXqtzuNGc2YyUw1TlL0dMlZvWw9D_XEH3O-RVJyPMeayOuI-0OMN_i7I9ffJgWcf_dNTHKt/s1600/IMG_0239.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrTSm3v4azzARMlrtEqXnZpNDGkXaESV8_VoH-nGwvD_ojPnb1vkP9epHTFXowXO89BoBNxKXqtzuNGc2YyUw1TlL0dMlZvWw9D_XEH3O-RVJyPMeayOuI-0OMN_i7I9ffJgWcf_dNTHKt/s400/IMG_0239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618477130942593618" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7 Sora leaves the cave</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KC, AF</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">)</span></span></span></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Now we know where we’re going,</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">we know where we’re from</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">‘Exodus’, Bob Marley</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>intimations</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a href="http://www.gerhardlang.com/e_work_cloudwalk3.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Gerhard Lang</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">'s '</span></span><span class="just_schwarz">nubeology' is the study of the natural phenomenon of clouds.</span> Much of Lang's work deals with the relationship between <span class="just_schwarz">between landscape and man.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><a href="http://www.falls-of-dochart-inn.co.uk/">Falls of Dochart</a> web-guide by Undiscovered Scotland<br /><br /><a href="http://www.maggiescentres.org/">Maggie's Centre</a><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-13564384624980106292011-06-23T03:20:00.001-07:002011-06-28T08:49:38.869-07:00(33) St Weems<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br />‘the waves lap the harbour wall</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">like a form of laughter’</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span></span>– John Burnside, ‘The House by the Sea’</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Our <i>Obanazawa </i>is St Weems, on the East Neuk seaboard; St Weems by evening is hummed as<i>Corcovado</i></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><i><br /></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Our Seifu, <i>well-to-do but not a petty mind</i>, Ms Seifu, not so well off, but rich in heart</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Our <i>host of ways</i> of being <i>entertained</i> are quiet nights, wee walks, old time fireside chats, doing the garden, you know the kind of thing</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Her distant <i>Miyako</i> is Mont Blanc, where Ms Seifu sits in her tent in thunder & lightning, rain and sun, because she has to</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Our <i>women of antiquity</i> are Alice, Emily & Lizzy, classic in their appearance</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Not Oban but Obanazawa</span></b></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5S96e6dFna3mZSUuTMRI9R7tvQ_TtddQwRuBZcn6alCNknOXZ7CS0oBgQii8dduuIqWhBzvLDsKoQWcBJjjBeu9-QERrMo4fx8wwXte0MzBydQ_yhb7nS7i-ZuycFzp5wQIiyG1MB-fA7/s1600/Portrait+of+Ms+Seifu.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5S96e6dFna3mZSUuTMRI9R7tvQ_TtddQwRuBZcn6alCNknOXZ7CS0oBgQii8dduuIqWhBzvLDsKoQWcBJjjBeu9-QERrMo4fx8wwXte0MzBydQ_yhb7nS7i-ZuycFzp5wQIiyG1MB-fA7/s400/Portrait+of+Ms+Seifu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617731167451897618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Portrait of Ms Seifu</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Basho and Sora take a 10 day break from their journey at Obanazawa resting by the sea, by the sea, with their old pal Seifu (Suzuki Michisuke).</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">My Obanazawa<span> </span>is St Weems, a wee harbour town with views to the Isle of May and Bass Rock, where as everyone knows little boys and little girls come from.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">My Seifu is a Ms who I know I can rest with, and rest I need. So this trip I do alone, leaving Ken back in Edo.</span><div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">so nice and cool</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">making myself right at home</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">sprawled out for a nap</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Sora</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">lovely and warm</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">being right at home</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">sunken in</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">a garden chair</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">AF, after Sora</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitz8qtmozwIBZfaSUdPotzXUvJj1izK5RYG2OHGlr6hwjLAWZzLotOix2GW_brnrGHg5E_irtAJfhz-T-bszvldeCdc2tiRLP9wymE34CXY7CzfL_CpTmcCJXb-HO5jOuHDsfjylGt8fNc/s1600/Ms+Seifu%2527s+poem.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitz8qtmozwIBZfaSUdPotzXUvJj1izK5RYG2OHGlr6hwjLAWZzLotOix2GW_brnrGHg5E_irtAJfhz-T-bszvldeCdc2tiRLP9wymE34CXY7CzfL_CpTmcCJXb-HO5jOuHDsfjylGt8fNc/s400/Ms+Seifu%2527s+poem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617731137282711074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 Ms Seifu's poem</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Ms Seifu<span style="color:black;">, 2011</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Counterpane</span></b><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZViOucrEompdD2ad-SpwolDQhjm-Z2YPi6LGFi786Y2Pg_O8pX29pO9Nk-rKUqLhOQuv7W_4Zo-_DPXaFaOOkiLALfMmCNJHqXFC29SMyWHI1_EJBK7uY4lJoyHkno2qXNA9evDG75oC/s1600/circle+poem%252C+pain+like+this.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZViOucrEompdD2ad-SpwolDQhjm-Z2YPi6LGFi786Y2Pg_O8pX29pO9Nk-rKUqLhOQuv7W_4Zo-_DPXaFaOOkiLALfMmCNJHqXFC29SMyWHI1_EJBK7uY4lJoyHkno2qXNA9evDG75oC/s400/circle+poem%252C+pain+like+this.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618368140763999394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 circle poem, (‘pain like this pain like that’, after Creeley, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">‘Amongst those of old were many that perished upon the journey.’</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">– Basho’s Oku, station 1</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I need rest because this is the first station after my big winter illness. I almost died, it needs saying that way, with the ‘almost’, but nevertheless. That makes this the most difficult part of the project to write. And in some ways the most important.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">St Weems was where I would try to begin over again, hesitantly, as I have written this account, slowly, trying to find the right way in; puzzling how much to say, how to balance reticence with confession; recalling how Basho’s <i>oku</i> states a requirement of Ken and me: we are not journeying only to praise beautiful places, but to acknowledge other people’s lives, learn from them, and discover our own feelings; to find our reflection for what the old ginko poet found, giving a shaped truth to what happened; which means we must allow weakness, failure or fear into the poem.<span><br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwzLO6oMlyNVDIiznzerigS-y_GgQFPBYcSW1TyW0eStiEEx7gZNzlCbwPzTIWvj4koQbsqrrNZIbohkV7tKSH351KjrrJro2y21lYvOa-hYGi3aJ0_5vvk3xOQR6kOkjnheVpZ7gsYC2/s1600/circle+poem+%2528again+i+try+over+and+over+to+begin+all+over%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfwzLO6oMlyNVDIiznzerigS-y_GgQFPBYcSW1TyW0eStiEEx7gZNzlCbwPzTIWvj4koQbsqrrNZIbohkV7tKSH351KjrrJro2y21lYvOa-hYGi3aJ0_5vvk3xOQR6kOkjnheVpZ7gsYC2/s400/circle+poem+%2528again+i+try+over+and+over+to+begin+all+over%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618369133239539762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 circle poem (I try to begin)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Basho journeyed far in the last few years of his life, burning his shanks with moxa, spending more time on the road than in any of the huts and cottages that became home, dying at 50. This trip, from Edo to Ogaki, saw his companion Sora taken ill, so badly he had to abandon the road and go and stay with his family. Was illness – mine, Judith’s – fated; was it predicted in <i>the road north</i>’s anagrams which I’d found before we began?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Oh torn thread!</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Thorn or death!</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Of course, these cast phrases are not oracles. The illnesses happened because they happened. What’s for you will no, and all that. So, unsure how to begin, I asked the American haikuist Cor van den Heuvel to find me a signpost, by saying something about what Basho called his ‘old trouble’. Cor went further, directly to dying.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Basho’s Illness: Cor Van Den Heuvel</span></b><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">'One aspect of Basho's final illness that has always intrigued me was that the last haiku he worked on was a revision he made to a poem about the Kiyotaki River. The final haiku is</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">kiyotaki ya</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">nami ni chiri komu</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">ao matsuba</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">clear cascade</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">fallen into the waves</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">green pine needles</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">A number of Japanese haiku poets consider this to be his real death poem, since he wrote (or dictated) the revision after he composed the more famous "withered fields" haiku. Tadashi Kondo in about 1990 took me to see the Kiyotaki River (in a region of forested mountains not far from Kyoto) and in our hike along the river, he pointed out a large stone near where the waterfall that inspired the haiku enters the river. Basho's haiku is carved on the stone.’</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right; "><span style="font-size:85%;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:100%;">(Cor van den Heuvel)<br /></span><br /></span></i></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO9EUCSA0AkwFehVSRIssOxAwzpWOdtedkFr29EUTUlh1OWYAW07SggzXZl65T_fiBc-oASoU5-IN7VUYWJtR7tMG-47WaAi8VH38xz41rD6b9z6ESpWCi9Gna84F2bqk1hsqnGS_DNp15/s1600/Shotei-ST060-View_Of_Kiyotaki-01-x200"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO9EUCSA0AkwFehVSRIssOxAwzpWOdtedkFr29EUTUlh1OWYAW07SggzXZl65T_fiBc-oASoU5-IN7VUYWJtR7tMG-47WaAi8VH38xz41rD6b9z6ESpWCi9Gna84F2bqk1hsqnGS_DNp15/s400/Shotei-ST060-View_Of_Kiyotaki-01-x200" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616591803715157554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">View of Kiyotaki, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Shobido Tanaka</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Postcard, Late 1930s</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDjpBggRcJHpRyLBggk0KqjgDH27fKni8r_C65kPvZXgu0UEcjohIbIlBWXdltD1hlteoV-CXgHxwyJrJ9OT_PFu5nnJ8-sA7jkguVVZVCxmpb0OEMOwyngYVeHOq8LM3e_DA2hEaSpJs/s1600/circle+poems+pain+%2526+today.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQDjpBggRcJHpRyLBggk0KqjgDH27fKni8r_C65kPvZXgu0UEcjohIbIlBWXdltD1hlteoV-CXgHxwyJrJ9OT_PFu5nnJ8-sA7jkguVVZVCxmpb0OEMOwyngYVeHOq8LM3e_DA2hEaSpJs/s400/circle+poems+pain+%2526+today.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618371140860281298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 circle poems</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">pain like this pain like that, after Creeley (AF); today today today, after Ruskin (AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">My illness</span></b><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfs05OaPULQpWG2jp8a1xep6h6P45TFNOEHAeXAVLUQQHovE-MB_qLXc1eIpcRqxVENxJ6TA0xt9fcCjDf2Q9F5hsGJsite9MXO4ZxC3_-gt9csXG6q7QB_r0zvizFYSOGCxoJa-WfZZAG/s1600/33+marcus"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfs05OaPULQpWG2jp8a1xep6h6P45TFNOEHAeXAVLUQQHovE-MB_qLXc1eIpcRqxVENxJ6TA0xt9fcCjDf2Q9F5hsGJsite9MXO4ZxC3_-gt9csXG6q7QB_r0zvizFYSOGCxoJa-WfZZAG/s400/33+marcus" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620618989391002450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px; " border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:16px;" ><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Marcus Coates, </span><span style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Journey to the Lower World</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:medium;" >2005</span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">‘Suffering is nothing, apart from the relationship between the past and the future.’<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">–<span> </span>Simone Weil</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I’m an artist: it’s the only thing I can be. It’s the same for Marcus. Limit makes the creative life – its different measures of time, labour and value – all we can do, artists all we can be. No romance in it.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">An old truth, scrape an artist and you’ll find a wound. Sometimes. Wounds have wisdom. Some wounds. Illness is strange, sets you apart. Art too. It’s a point of view.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0QvT9-awjX8tJxqpN5kvAWRliDA5v1we4wHjl5J_r1vrZZUPf6Owrqj7kJ9nm_QFX_m8WCkp29pHvKVI6KKHDFyiO5P8r3Bo4nFJOfbnCNZk5aPnbP7wyCvtkecGcasH5LRL9hmhx2xfi/s1600/bridge.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0QvT9-awjX8tJxqpN5kvAWRliDA5v1we4wHjl5J_r1vrZZUPf6Owrqj7kJ9nm_QFX_m8WCkp29pHvKVI6KKHDFyiO5P8r3Bo4nFJOfbnCNZk5aPnbP7wyCvtkecGcasH5LRL9hmhx2xfi/s400/bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617720785037907922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 bridge</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">That winter I began voiding bridges, tippexing out the blanks: faith suspended over a chasms of disbelief. Then the snow came, laying a sheet over the city, puffing the cars into iced cakes. I went to see my lover in Edo, stepped out a cab onto the icy kerb and ankled off at an angle / \ snapping the tendons. The pain was so excruciating I found that lying there on the cold I couldn’t form my mouth into words. I tried to hobble but found myself fainting and swung<span></span>slowly<span> </span>slowly<span> </span>around a lamppost, like the spindle of an old mono record player, switching down the settings, flicking the song into a drone.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The ankle was fine, the nurse explained how there was no break. I could hobble. Then the flu jab, just a precaution, with H1N1 the nurse was so happy to tell me was in the needle. Christmas came and I turned dizzy. Had a dream of ‘them’ at the door, breaking it down with an axe. That ushered in the swine flu reaction, the violence of the image perfectly projecting my immune system’s total collapse.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">A few days later, just before Tom Lubbock died in the hospice, I had another fever-dream: the word “abutting”, which drew one of Tom’s sideways smiles as he took it for his own. <i>Abutting</i>him, gone, the wall paper-thin. I could feel it, the proximity to extinction.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">January, February, March, like the old Barbara Dickson song. Unable to breathe, sweating, pulsing, muscular pain. Fever shouldn’t happen over and over again; it’s supposed to be a burning, cleansing. This was no <i>Waltons</i> scene. It wasn’t breaking. Cycling between fevers and exhaustion, dizzy spells and a chest frozen solid with hypertension.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The doctor looked pained and suggested I wait for a few months and if it’s not gone, well, she never said quite what then. The one conversation that wasn’t going anywhere was about the wisdom of injecting 4 flu strains into the veins of someone who has a neuro-immune system illness.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Medicine can be wonderful in the equations it creates, creating a pure relationship: facts & words – symptoms & treatments. Sometimes symptoms are concealed by assumptions, and in that not listening words and common understanding are gone. To a poet it’s like allowing fancy to distort an image, making pretty lies. It isn’t done.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknLNltw9WMBTwlSlpXIuemfF9CUN5BnXU2dBUbnqcHTBRbyT1SdHCvArXXEy-MFrdoQik6McqSNSr8N2l3biivsYV6W59DGapxN0BfGkzgp6om_WR5qEGGE2nko55C-b_iff67PwzhzLI/s1600/hokku-label+that%2527s+another+time.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknLNltw9WMBTwlSlpXIuemfF9CUN5BnXU2dBUbnqcHTBRbyT1SdHCvArXXEy-MFrdoQik6McqSNSr8N2l3biivsYV6W59DGapxN0BfGkzgp6om_WR5qEGGE2nko55C-b_iff67PwzhzLI/s400/hokku-label+that%2527s+another+time.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617726013258209730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Ms Seifu<span style="color:black;">, 2011</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The thing I craved most of all in those 3 months was energy-for-thought. There were days when I found enough to tippex out one postcard. That was all the day could hold, that small something was still a thing to set on the bedside table, among remedies, painkillers and pills.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">What’s life without the ability to let the mind float, free of pain, through a landscape where things breeze by one another, or collide gently, jar and divert. Pain is a lock and press. The truth is, I endured that time, but I knew that I would not go on indefinitely. There are limits that one needs to limit.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAl0xqvo00kmSrScNGL5FXkWVAvj5k31jKsOG565ibF0IMZY4lFY2DX2ANh0G8xWsdIK1LwEhd5x0CY-Nl6NElOrETwW0XyjERqVyXkY9xvEd5obYWxpB2WE4pyqi3uKBiMm_LHhpnlwV/s1600/hokku-label+each+time+I%2527m+ill.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAl0xqvo00kmSrScNGL5FXkWVAvj5k31jKsOG565ibF0IMZY4lFY2DX2ANh0G8xWsdIK1LwEhd5x0CY-Nl6NElOrETwW0XyjERqVyXkY9xvEd5obYWxpB2WE4pyqi3uKBiMm_LHhpnlwV/s400/hokku-label+each+time+I%2527m+ill.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618373378266339810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">33 hokku-label </span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Ms Seifu, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Why must I think of everything as earned’, that wonderful line of Creeley’s. During the illness each act flares up as a disproportionate cost, a whiplash effect. Evening shadows are beautiful in the way they stretch us, but where they are there’s also sun. One defining aspect of disability is that disequilibrium of things done and their resulting cost. That ratio has been a familiar of my life for 20 years; a neuro-immune system dysfunction that came on at 21 means that I have to weigh each walk. To go to this hilltop or that dun today will mean tomorrow and the day after given over to pain and fatigue. The cycle used to last 5 days, which is too much – being more than the joy any walk can bring. It comes down to a value thing. By last year I had rebalanced the ratio to 2 days, which is a cost I could bear, as the memory would sustain itself beyond that shadow. Now the jab reaction had set me back 20 years and I knew I couldn’t give another 10 to finding my way back again.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZOPCnYob1n3WUX2YnlJ7d3ymyhCKksXsb9fn4wSrRzv4ZaAwg12gyy2SiOWSEts2qYyVBjAqABzsjEwKji36A3THisfxs3xQirU8De_ObWAs8PHHha_CyjJSVBv8nwR_oOgyD1dJNvfnj/s1600/my+world+seen+through+my+wound.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZOPCnYob1n3WUX2YnlJ7d3ymyhCKksXsb9fn4wSrRzv4ZaAwg12gyy2SiOWSEts2qYyVBjAqABzsjEwKji36A3THisfxs3xQirU8De_ObWAs8PHHha_CyjJSVBv8nwR_oOgyD1dJNvfnj/s400/my+world+seen+through+my+wound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617731151551387666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 circle poem (my world seen through my wound)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">from 12 poem-prints, Alec Finlay, published by Ingleby Gallery, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Sometimes, if there is fine weather or even rain and the view ahead is too good to refuse the decision is made. Go on. Last summer I’d deliberately kept our walk to the water-lily lochan for the last day of the Argyll trip, so that I could take the lead in my legs back home with me and sit it out there. At Dunsinane I looked at the hill and it had an ordinariness, enough to be sensible, so I sat me down in the valley and let Ken and Kevin make the assault. Limits are a shackle, but imagination helps. There are other ways, other tasks: take a turn being John Anderson at the foot of the hill; dream the summit.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">DETERMINING FACTORS FOR A JOURNEY</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">health &</span></i><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">wealth</span></i><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">Still, there’s no way to avoid the truth: bog-cotton places and wild lochans come at a cost. I end up ill in beautiful places; the very places I don’t want illness to darken. So, when Ken and I heard the delightful unexpected news that we’d got the award to do this project, it dawned on me, duh, that I would actually have to go to these far-flung, wild, inaccessible places. They couldn’t just be names. I felt a small circular void open up in my belly, tattooed ‘fool’, for my ‘old trouble’ would prevent me climbing mountains, or even hills of paply stature.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">But projects are horizons: they show us the farthest places our imagination can gainsay, no further. But they also change the skyline, as we do when we walk. This was no flat expanse of moor or vale; this was a mountain-shaped idea. Was I inviting myself to go farther on or setting myself for a fall? Had hiding my illness been an act of integrity, or a lie that was about to find me out? How would I ever get everywhere that Basho said we should go? How could I negotiate the need to rest when</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> we needed to keep a shift on? How could I not let Ken down? How could I protect this wonderful opportunity from failure and pain?<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Together we have made it work, or mostly so. Basho has helped, seeing as he was feeling the effect of his years.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"> </span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Like us he sometimes celebrated places close by, without actually visiting</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">.</span>He let us include our failures, the holy well we couldn’t find, the afternoon the rain won. I’ve climbed no mountains. Ken does that, at a steady pace. Or I can make a virtue of my limits by inviting others to collaborate, as with this WORD MNTN Claudia delivered for me, bringing together the name and its skyline.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkP0wD_-TtSap4JhICsr2RYFzrEwJRBi6PF6-sGcqUszgDdorkO3UGiq5MkjcKmr2KCSH5cOF-KEglME77NvnOhKeZs4LEuMnGVCF5LQpFT6aIwhRKCY_wWmieWzfDqGPwEd_u3ZVw5HDh/s1600/WORD+MNTN+%2528Sgurr+Alasdair%2529.jpeg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkP0wD_-TtSap4JhICsr2RYFzrEwJRBi6PF6-sGcqUszgDdorkO3UGiq5MkjcKmr2KCSH5cOF-KEglME77NvnOhKeZs4LEuMnGVCF5LQpFT6aIwhRKCY_wWmieWzfDqGPwEd_u3ZVw5HDh/s400/WORD+MNTN+%2528Sgurr+Alasdair%2529.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618382186893434610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 WORD-MNTN (Sgurr Alasdair)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, with Claudia Zieske, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">In the Highlands there are magical places a stone’s throw from the verge. By reading the map carefully together we found the route that runs closest to the ring, dun or waterfall, dropped me off, or I have watched Ken’s frame get smaller, as he marches on. Walk on, Chonzie, walk on.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgcss2q9KhWTInTta4n0PPDnDxqC1xzxU_pR0eG76hPIRybFqivXKXYfnnI_EAKn9dwaxjfwTjnBbxZR22hsXVzxyUYt5fPzpGmqdwNINJglyVrY4jsn4WRm33_7XD5Gi2AF6w1DC119k/s1600/44+Duilleag-bha%25CC%2580ite.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgcss2q9KhWTInTta4n0PPDnDxqC1xzxU_pR0eG76hPIRybFqivXKXYfnnI_EAKn9dwaxjfwTjnBbxZR22hsXVzxyUYt5fPzpGmqdwNINJglyVrY4jsn4WRm33_7XD5Gi2AF6w1DC119k/s400/44+Duilleag-bha%25CC%2580ite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620621938338498386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >33 Lochan Duilleag-bhàite</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >photograph by Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The winter illness was something else. An enormous rip torn right through the year of journeying. It allowed for nothing but being ill – not that cosy snuffly poorliness where you can dip into a book and feel your nerves relax. No sleeping myself better, no magic pill. No nurse.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The illness insisted: what am I, when the signals in my body turn murky, clag and pulse sharply. Pain, they say, is just over-energy. A needle signal, like treading on a nettle. But that pain’s a sharp warning to move on. It’s the duration of pain that dulls; dragging out hours into days into weeks, doing nothing but enduring. Under the surface of the lily pool there are dark muddy depths.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">A day might come when I could write one line. Is it any good? What can we do within limit, and when those limits tighten? What is the travel literature of Counterpane?</span></div><div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><b>Tom<br /></b></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB4T3n0atgZ1dYVFQizAhKOYXD1qI1Q5KzwFdhRgCqP7dZutISDm9vsfKjw-FX4TJdgwt9v4CEVKErp_7JFp6iDA6yS43a3aGfsvlkOq7ufq_XMriqrWc9aUSyKTwlnmI3t3EWCbKRfwF2/s1600/Tom+Shakespeare.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB4T3n0atgZ1dYVFQizAhKOYXD1qI1Q5KzwFdhRgCqP7dZutISDm9vsfKjw-FX4TJdgwt9v4CEVKErp_7JFp6iDA6yS43a3aGfsvlkOq7ufq_XMriqrWc9aUSyKTwlnmI3t3EWCbKRfwF2/s400/Tom+Shakespeare.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617734545107009938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Tom Shakespeare</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Looking back on it all I was lucky that I could ask my pal Tom Shakespeare what he thought about creativity and constraint.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">33 audio, <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/33%20Tom%20Shakespeare%201.mp3">Tom Shakespeare & Basho</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5cAIy3OF7bDBrc2Yp28kf4CriEu50XxxEcSAr_JyACFKJH4DW64qXVv4qj7OfAzRtzHZcZ3xpW-AXA0flEOODKcGKms8vkVIBcwh34FVY7KR6SRHJifaHkYoZ2B2O51-ONNbrojkeppI/s1600/Fuseli%252C+Tom+Shakespeare.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5cAIy3OF7bDBrc2Yp28kf4CriEu50XxxEcSAr_JyACFKJH4DW64qXVv4qj7OfAzRtzHZcZ3xpW-AXA0flEOODKcGKms8vkVIBcwh34FVY7KR6SRHJifaHkYoZ2B2O51-ONNbrojkeppI/s400/Fuseli%252C+Tom+Shakespeare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618364186661675330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The Nightmare (after Fuseli)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPBstXVl-_FRmB2Rm3KYVc8aYLdCjOW6CV4w4ikCoj_-1Dndfi0-GVqX8I49tcVHq90U_81XiAzeha6p61wP_TXxUDULhrtGeNEysqdRE-my6yOp3nASPQ_zBVrR6Vu_3Ci_JmAHAQn7GI/s1600/Shakespeare_FigureWithMeat_v2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPBstXVl-_FRmB2Rm3KYVc8aYLdCjOW6CV4w4ikCoj_-1Dndfi0-GVqX8I49tcVHq90U_81XiAzeha6p61wP_TXxUDULhrtGeNEysqdRE-my6yOp3nASPQ_zBVrR6Vu_3Ci_JmAHAQn7GI/s400/Shakespeare_FigureWithMeat_v2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618364172947585570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Figure with meat (after Bacon</span>)<br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBtULsIKVYS87M-zUqIqRjQP9CuX9qpz1Ur9G68PFrceL1_GJg1BmmikHIo54N2NNDwMOrmBBEWzbGVHgoJo-hsl2246lsHW1PfCnagDRQtCu7nMqXOVUG4x7fEjl0JDNotUUo3j5n4AZ/s1600/Mantegna%252C+Tom+Shakespeare.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBtULsIKVYS87M-zUqIqRjQP9CuX9qpz1Ur9G68PFrceL1_GJg1BmmikHIo54N2NNDwMOrmBBEWzbGVHgoJo-hsl2246lsHW1PfCnagDRQtCu7nMqXOVUG4x7fEjl0JDNotUUo3j5n4AZ/s400/Mantegna%252C+Tom+Shakespeare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618364952840908082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Dead Christ (after Mantegna</span>)<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Tom Shakespeare, 2009-10</span><br /><br />33 audio, <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/33%20Tom%20Shakespeare%202.mp3">Tom Shakespeare</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">These are recent works of Tom’s; brave exemplary work. A departure, translating his role of spokesperson for disability which has touched so many people, to that of makar with which he will touch more.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Counterpane verses</span></b></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqd0acE6rRkxR_YeuvgB-2f2_sJU2fWE4FntaHpNv-GGoU0T2nWFvs3zzTeTyK9nTqdJjfpLXP2sICKc89ED7Y25Fn2yUtsKFhcQoY4anMuHKxnFd9cuZ6dkMHA-qSZUJeplHgd5p4rIC/s1600/nights+made.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqd0acE6rRkxR_YeuvgB-2f2_sJU2fWE4FntaHpNv-GGoU0T2nWFvs3zzTeTyK9nTqdJjfpLXP2sICKc89ED7Y25Fn2yUtsKFhcQoY4anMuHKxnFd9cuZ6dkMHA-qSZUJeplHgd5p4rIC/s400/nights+made.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617731156974703442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">And these are my counterpane verses, marking the journey back to health. Signature among them the hawthorn verse, for what finally released me from those recurrent falling fevers was a seasonal bloom, tincture of hawthorn, <i>aubepine</i>, which settled my boiling blood- pressure in a few days and allowed my lungs to begin their long healing. Self-diagnosis, the artist’s way. From the doctors, nothing. From tight rolled buds to the scattering of creamy flowers I slowly mended, shaping a regime of vitamins, minerals and poultices.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNL9aex_N7WVmwCT6SbQvC1VCmYdMaD5rVa9zFkUklrhP4zrSexF5-jk2SYcsYLVti4g6g1YZ-dxHDBgKwiHKXOydskMeehlch9tzS1GMNhkQ97CyYSDWR03HKdUN07YRzjqssV0lfaG4P/s1600/hokku+labels+on+Ms+Seifu%2527s+apple.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNL9aex_N7WVmwCT6SbQvC1VCmYdMaD5rVa9zFkUklrhP4zrSexF5-jk2SYcsYLVti4g6g1YZ-dxHDBgKwiHKXOydskMeehlch9tzS1GMNhkQ97CyYSDWR03HKdUN07YRzjqssV0lfaG4P/s400/hokku+labels+on+Ms+Seifu%2527s+apple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618385208362306978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 hokku labels on Ms Seifu's apple</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(I)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">after Celan</span></i><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">nights cave’s</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">made</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">from the</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">inside</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(II)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >how much more</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >than halfway ?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >rolled buds</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >on my birthday</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">14.III.2011</span></i><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(III)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the distance</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">from Counterpane to here</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">is measured</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in breaths</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(IV)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">this haw-</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">thorn blooms</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in my</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">blood</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(V)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">nested</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">thorn</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOkkRv-PiP9cT8GOU34TqKRccMluT0KfUUM2AFju4ZR173cagZ-qQD4OeKj3kspiMX97GvMCi7dbYdNJpWi0k3xyAZ-DRKiQW2mEwbczFr32fLAh6RnZCuv6wMs2INSuTKFXGEtWTULYb5/s1600/hokku-label+a+strong+centre.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOkkRv-PiP9cT8GOU34TqKRccMluT0KfUUM2AFju4ZR173cagZ-qQD4OeKj3kspiMX97GvMCi7dbYdNJpWi0k3xyAZ-DRKiQW2mEwbczFr32fLAh6RnZCuv6wMs2INSuTKFXGEtWTULYb5/s400/hokku-label+a+strong+centre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617725137102824930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br />(VI)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">a strong</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">centre</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">so as to</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">blow</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">about in the</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">wind</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(VII)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the heart’s a</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">valve</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the heart’s a</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">bell</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(VIII)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">each time I’m ill</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the shock</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">is the same</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">as the first time</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(IX)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">that’s</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">another</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">time</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">you</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">didn’t</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">die</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(X)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">getting down to it</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">putting our finger</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">either side</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">of the wasp’s waist<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCq4ZY5O3TYdTox68ULXgaMgX5zy1fqOtN90tT-pfMxIhZ41B5PKYOHj5IAU1IhHAxCgc-3rVaLtV1apj-aNMzSCae5TRcfKhxi1mCKot-o7UumZKrX9pNxTLIEKiX5W9YrknQ6CIr23sK/s1600/circle+poem+today.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCq4ZY5O3TYdTox68ULXgaMgX5zy1fqOtN90tT-pfMxIhZ41B5PKYOHj5IAU1IhHAxCgc-3rVaLtV1apj-aNMzSCae5TRcfKhxi1mCKot-o7UumZKrX9pNxTLIEKiX5W9YrknQ6CIr23sK/s400/circle+poem+today.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618386036775132434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 circle poem (today today today, after Ruskin)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">There’s not a day goes by I’m not thankful to have found my way back.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Ripstock Idylls, Dunino Elegies</span></b><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">‘Strange to see all that was once in place, floating</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">so loosely in space.’</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Rainer Maria Rilke, <i>Duino Elegy 1</i></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq9AKctkItj3zw4RXkIslgzEABeJi6C6UfpKHpuRzEvqlw21Qk7CIH1Vv4uo6s9Ui-7CPg5gh0o5tX-lotWvKNRpFFmN2rYPtg5M8Y5q3M4VjHJVOU1BnNga7RJZtOrdo4N20HXJ8UvRPI/s1600/windsock+copy.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq9AKctkItj3zw4RXkIslgzEABeJi6C6UfpKHpuRzEvqlw21Qk7CIH1Vv4uo6s9Ui-7CPg5gh0o5tX-lotWvKNRpFFmN2rYPtg5M8Y5q3M4VjHJVOU1BnNga7RJZtOrdo4N20HXJ8UvRPI/s400/windsock+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618386614322694770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 windsock</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2009</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The bus winds south thru Dunino, which I insist on mistaking for Duino. The sea-edged fields remind me of missions I made as assistant to Zoe Irvine, back in the 1990s, in EMUH, her blue Volvo, tracking down the lost airfields of the East Neuk and Dundee. It’s coming back to me now, that this coastal strip was one. Dotted tell-tale brick and concrete ruins marking wartime RAF bases that were never much more than a field divided by a broad seam of concrete. Jets from Leuchars pass them in a blink.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Zoe sewed a windsock for each lost airfield, colourful ripstock which she’d have happily worn herself if Muji had sold it in trouser lengths. The socks were hoisted on an old netball stand and pole, held by clothes-pegs, or me hidden if the corn was high enough, for a blink of her camera-shutter. Marking time’s passing, contrails, angels and bandits, as IHF would put it. Or, as she liked to say, enough to</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">see</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">which</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">way</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">wind’s</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">blowing</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I loved those trips and I can see now they were a mini version of this <i>oku</i>. It was Zoe who I first outlined the idea for a journey through Scotland searching for Shirakawa, all those years ago. Ideas sometimes emerge from within, toward someone. That was her, though ours was not the journey to share. Our relationships worked best when she had hold the steering-wheel. Although my map reading was only that of a poet, more excited by river names than practised at roundabouts or junctions, there’s some pleasure to be had in being even a bit useful. Call me Sancho.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Shadowed too, those halcyon days, as the muscular exhaustion mounted and illness charged a cost the expeditions never deserved. In the door and straight into the bath. Still there’s that old frisson when I see the windsock at Leuchars, a soft orange pointer that dibs-and-dabs in a wee North Sea breeze.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">Ms Seifu’s Bit</span></b></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><br /><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">My journey to St Weems was delayed by copper.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Id8mGRuKZbkLlMMOLXUBxD1zAIaukbrkWNCNJLJvaGEFRf-voQiOtWyijAs_lLv1srG7BsSmTdI-sfBdMQoIglG5ETWOGdLbI60_v7EqvNhoYR4AO7hZyS5Zoro4tZ32dAIX2agvaMLK/s1600/hokku-label+copper.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Id8mGRuKZbkLlMMOLXUBxD1zAIaukbrkWNCNJLJvaGEFRf-voQiOtWyijAs_lLv1srG7BsSmTdI-sfBdMQoIglG5ETWOGdLbI60_v7EqvNhoYR4AO7hZyS5Zoro4tZ32dAIX2agvaMLK/s400/hokku-label+copper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617725142145071282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(‘cable theft / on the railways // a journey /<span> </span>back to the 80s’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Ms Seifu met me from the first bus-stop, by the Wok & Spice.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">my old pal</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">at the bus-stop</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">hair touched</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">with frost</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Being serious I got straight down to my task: resting in Ms Seifu’s garden, doing some labeling while she readied the tattie patch.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoricFbNwvLVdtf4ciT7X97HO3yw4f2j_1cvsOC98NbrE2Y2sv4RVms1JsCOopSc134BgDGP_tKGH1GMoZk-mD6LlzCsZHfrflnf_jFbYybwmDGHz5Xzl_8hw1APBv6sQyR8UntNFAw6r2/s1600/wish%252C+Ms+Seifu%2527s+apple.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoricFbNwvLVdtf4ciT7X97HO3yw4f2j_1cvsOC98NbrE2Y2sv4RVms1JsCOopSc134BgDGP_tKGH1GMoZk-mD6LlzCsZHfrflnf_jFbYybwmDGHz5Xzl_8hw1APBv6sQyR8UntNFAw6r2/s400/wish%252C+Ms+Seifu%2527s+apple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617734582449462578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 wish, Ms Seifu’s apple</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(I)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">just this once</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the gulls cry</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">a change in the weather</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">for the better</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(II)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">after LN</span></i><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">see this bucket</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Ms Seifu’s yellow bucket’s</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">seen her through</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">to Spring</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(III)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the gardener’s</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">new policy :</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">more tatties</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">less green alkanet</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(IV)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">Ms Seifu’s poem</span></i><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">pilgrimage</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">begins & ends</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in the heart</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">They say that people in glasshouses shouldn’t grow poems.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguV7cP7dNzd_uqDQ_KixqWFCoehbCphZvHaqrCLS6xGyRHDorpRNLYUNSQK4wuNlsqU2n0ECUl9Cn7yc8mgzQxpGMohgGo-FUImV5QpejWbWSICmIG29tXt3jpAu0Kos1BhiT_0rU8PALj/s1600/Ms+Seifu%2527s+poem+%2528reverse%2529.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguV7cP7dNzd_uqDQ_KixqWFCoehbCphZvHaqrCLS6xGyRHDorpRNLYUNSQK4wuNlsqU2n0ECUl9Cn7yc8mgzQxpGMohgGo-FUImV5QpejWbWSICmIG29tXt3jpAu0Kos1BhiT_0rU8PALj/s400/Ms+Seifu%2527s+poem+%2528reverse%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618388008532075666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Ms Seifu’s glass-house</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The theme song for the weekend is <i>Corcovado</i> which Ms Seifu can sing in either tongue, if she’s minded. It goes along with her readying breakfast, for singing is her regime. Although the audio we recorded was only spoken.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 audio, <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/33%20st%20weems%201.mp3">Ms Seifu & Basho</a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Her pulley makes its own wee poem.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">drying at dusk</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">loveheart pants</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">make their own</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">sunset</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57N13rC9sxmfWw6ADyDFSJtQjGaymzkkZuAMsqsf0Spf5VGQb2f4MFMXfskIdF3S5y6L7EENlfCQV7MRBBMNAzinsOVR3BgDCklrXWtuPspMmM3QNzbIcoq3Rk6MvC25Z9aSefEve05gQ/s1600/Ms+Siefu%2527s+soap.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57N13rC9sxmfWw6ADyDFSJtQjGaymzkkZuAMsqsf0Spf5VGQb2f4MFMXfskIdF3S5y6L7EENlfCQV7MRBBMNAzinsOVR3BgDCklrXWtuPspMmM3QNzbIcoq3Rk6MvC25Z9aSefEve05gQ/s400/Ms+Siefu%2527s+soap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617731143254599602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 Ms Siefu's soap</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS15e8S3L_75791SwgzfX4DsqdDISV20v3sL4Yv6yKvj8y5uFL5yoN1-lSOqEM1HwzZXkOI-TL5mPFTFNwFkGyM_hN56ZTdM5t9lTTuj1toPTx08Lu44oe51bMTl1NhPwPuPilURiyNi8_/s1600/wish+tying.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS15e8S3L_75791SwgzfX4DsqdDISV20v3sL4Yv6yKvj8y5uFL5yoN1-lSOqEM1HwzZXkOI-TL5mPFTFNwFkGyM_hN56ZTdM5t9lTTuj1toPTx08Lu44oe51bMTl1NhPwPuPilURiyNi8_/s400/wish+tying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617734563985382210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br />33 wish tying</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">In the evening we make a recording of Basho and some of Ms Seifu’s poems, along with a verse of Machado, for the rhyme with Corcovado.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">On the second day Ms Seifu takes me for a walk </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">– </span>modest for her, epic for me – toward the doocot,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">when the tide</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">is high</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">take the path</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">through the graves</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuw3arFmx_8FfNegVkHRV_xgBa4woDN8CfdiFf_a_ibT4ds9lChJ8qwbzLFrH499qAaaPT805AxkU-GYaYeTG3QXmRTfp2YfokrwbmFT5cgPu0_xaOf7_NTYqAmEzCaC-e9mJcbLu98VrZ/s1600/hokku-label%252C+doocot.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuw3arFmx_8FfNegVkHRV_xgBa4woDN8CfdiFf_a_ibT4ds9lChJ8qwbzLFrH499qAaaPT805AxkU-GYaYeTG3QXmRTfp2YfokrwbmFT5cgPu0_xaOf7_NTYqAmEzCaC-e9mJcbLu98VrZ/s400/hokku-label%252C+doocot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617726028958589394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(‘imagine a world / in which every keep / was a doocot’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">We stop off at Ms Seifu’s friends’ Quiet Garden – capitalized because it is shared with any visitor who wishes, as an act of generosity. There’s a summer house to add to our survey of huts and sheds, which they loan Ms Seifu for writing sessions; hot glass like the old porch at Stonypath, with straw hats on hooks.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7zuhEO0k6ETYQ9dg4UuwMM-1uxns3dJ_wg1npscerrokYXfSBzoQ6PoczU95j9Qo9NlOwFgAlgzeUg0asBGqp59YPURK2_3dRQkY7MVZtAGShGbHcxr7LU_LIKf1RqAf7xjCmuE5ey1my/s1600/hokku-label+so+dated.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7zuhEO0k6ETYQ9dg4UuwMM-1uxns3dJ_wg1npscerrokYXfSBzoQ6PoczU95j9Qo9NlOwFgAlgzeUg0asBGqp59YPURK2_3dRQkY7MVZtAGShGbHcxr7LU_LIKf1RqAf7xjCmuE5ey1my/s400/hokku-label+so+dated.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617726006425530562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">(‘so dated / elderflower cordial / 26 June 2010 / butterfly cakes / Sunday School coffee morning’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Ms Seifu, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">Elderflower cordial and butterfly cakes in the sun; the <i>kasane</i> in bloom and a shelter of windbent old apples, view over the estuary sweeping from May – Bass – Berwick Law – Cockenzie chimleys – to brow of Salisbury Crag. View of their garden moon.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1BKn3xeP-Lez_CF4BUwfPfT8qFNV4QCGhHMiyW5nyqBs2x8SkUekpxtmpZq8gMgwCzdl6PGP8G7_4uTxgVyz53q1yqJwIJ2OPHicE3-aRP_U1vRoE7M-z7_pKZ1U4tU0aWT1XGjNqbqoT/s1600/harled+moon.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1BKn3xeP-Lez_CF4BUwfPfT8qFNV4QCGhHMiyW5nyqBs2x8SkUekpxtmpZq8gMgwCzdl6PGP8G7_4uTxgVyz53q1yqJwIJ2OPHicE3-aRP_U1vRoE7M-z7_pKZ1U4tU0aWT1XGjNqbqoT/s400/harled+moon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617720813333029250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 harled moon</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgRTqSso6zKhvaaPeiXPU92B3hQwN_MHgwCTk8fyiq3p0ExTC5wnGejqnuwD0Le4kqgRCJU3pC5aQROgA48Uq75c9sHTkR6c_JOXcRpc1o4rxF4LWF4gCrtx-6lzxEk0eFrbrw9uaM0J3/s1600/WEST+END.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgRTqSso6zKhvaaPeiXPU92B3hQwN_MHgwCTk8fyiq3p0ExTC5wnGejqnuwD0Le4kqgRCJU3pC5aQROgA48Uq75c9sHTkR6c_JOXcRpc1o4rxF4LWF4gCrtx-6lzxEk0eFrbrw9uaM0J3/s400/WEST+END.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617734556968392434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 WEST END</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">Down at the harbour, homages to Angus Martin, Kate Bush and IHF.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4Ot4WkUEh8COlu0tWgaGgdHouZECWWcjK2T7xZXryOqeUBC1MAkEPAEDcdCSwcSDs5nbz82qJumbLAKTMdqBglVYXp-3T7nORMb5qbNrGjudUzOGBNJ2l05thEfMIAYTq1ZyDCq7Yfrb/s1600/hokku-label+NILS+DESPERANDUM.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl4Ot4WkUEh8COlu0tWgaGgdHouZECWWcjK2T7xZXryOqeUBC1MAkEPAEDcdCSwcSDs5nbz82qJumbLAKTMdqBglVYXp-3T7nORMb5qbNrGjudUzOGBNJ2l05thEfMIAYTq1ZyDCq7Yfrb/s400/hokku-label+NILS+DESPERANDUM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617725158899617986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 hokku-label, NIL DESPERANDUM</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">NIL DESPERANDUM (1928)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">the forward wheel-</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">house forgot</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">a skipper can’t steer</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">and shoot the net<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">(<i>The Ring-Net Fishermen</i>, Angus Martin)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-l-nf5MqZarim-u_NuW8OLZhzgBgjScOnWkhmE1XN06HL5W88DeOlW6lU0q8FPcrERZuhPyd4XULUVgM63fYZCHdW0nxlmH-8gcOGTKJo0TzSfh6axQGSSvN3B4kg_20A70HHR1YlRQA/s1600/hope%252C+ocean+hunter%252C+ihf.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-l-nf5MqZarim-u_NuW8OLZhzgBgjScOnWkhmE1XN06HL5W88DeOlW6lU0q8FPcrERZuhPyd4XULUVgM63fYZCHdW0nxlmH-8gcOGTKJo0TzSfh6axQGSSvN3B4kg_20A70HHR1YlRQA/s400/hope%252C+ocean+hunter%252C+ihf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618389619826409778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Hope </span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">IHF, 30 Signatures to Silver catches (Tarasque Press, 1971)</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeeJYX1tq0QlB24GoJIoqYQDM8VUSMTdkMiXdlFUnyGh-xYN2BztgqOh6_Xu_zvVg_Wd-aR2RV3bynzcjde19KysqHMWJbPGzw1fvQEnRNSQWnWo57nbDrntThbS3H5NXmj2QTtLOhMtP/s1600/33+circle+poem+%2528the+night+heals%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeeJYX1tq0QlB24GoJIoqYQDM8VUSMTdkMiXdlFUnyGh-xYN2BztgqOh6_Xu_zvVg_Wd-aR2RV3bynzcjde19KysqHMWJbPGzw1fvQEnRNSQWnWo57nbDrntThbS3H5NXmj2QTtLOhMtP/s400/33+circle+poem+%2528the+night+heals%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622870573887293810" border="0" /></a><br />33 Circle poem<br />('what the day brings the night heals what the night brings the day heals')<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">And then we set off together for the Cairn.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">The Cairn: Tackling Ackling</span></b><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCU62uIVl29BEh2TaF-VYwMXF6GJe4FEKsNAgUyYn8Ukgy0AcC6kPo1TljDeQT84VbMv4qEL0ST9h5eHcLfZz1nLW6P03v1QYH1zojfZof237BMX-4Zo08XJs6_TUnF2BIIYFHaS3AcJK/s1600/wish%252C+apple%252C+Cairn+Gallery.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCU62uIVl29BEh2TaF-VYwMXF6GJe4FEKsNAgUyYn8Ukgy0AcC6kPo1TljDeQT84VbMv4qEL0ST9h5eHcLfZz1nLW6P03v1QYH1zojfZof237BMX-4Zo08XJs6_TUnF2BIIYFHaS3AcJK/s400/wish%252C+apple%252C+Cairn+Gallery.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617734573802136130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 wish, apple, Cairn Gallery</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">When we began this journey I’d known we must go and see Tom & Laurie as they would have been near the top of Basho’s list. Their Cairn Gallery has been an exemplary model of generosity and constraint for three decades. I said we’d stop by to Tom, who replied in the Scottish manner.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">come for tea</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">and cake</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">but no poetry</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0KkPRvSxR48syGbiAmNuZP4YQlsYPfcR7pS1XB1RufkO2xYSvyJs2MrW9lar_dsew3HfNTNBAlsBs0V4WhyphenhyphenXHqDWyO4WXYJ18-FwcmupqRdzbU3WvxH_3IrAit7V3bHTguNylCAEamtpR/s1600/hokku-label+Tom+says.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0KkPRvSxR48syGbiAmNuZP4YQlsYPfcR7pS1XB1RufkO2xYSvyJs2MrW9lar_dsew3HfNTNBAlsBs0V4WhyphenhyphenXHqDWyO4WXYJ18-FwcmupqRdzbU3WvxH_3IrAit7V3bHTguNylCAEamtpR/s400/hokku-label+Tom+says.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617726023547839602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">33 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;">photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Making a label of his words for the flowering currant was an act of love and respect, not arm-wrestling.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFRSqUgipq6eRZknHnIHr13epp4wyk83CVO8Z4mNiTJTisfFoNDh8Hbn-IMvm_hlbPn5PfB3cgyGNN60KrL9Szcaoyk91sclA9M4rgkoZwUumgQIj6bm_l3YeMd2liiCJWBYof5vK_nk5R/s1600/40+circle+poem+%2528one+for+the+crofter%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFRSqUgipq6eRZknHnIHr13epp4wyk83CVO8Z4mNiTJTisfFoNDh8Hbn-IMvm_hlbPn5PfB3cgyGNN60KrL9Szcaoyk91sclA9M4rgkoZwUumgQIj6bm_l3YeMd2liiCJWBYof5vK_nk5R/s400/40+circle+poem+%2528one+for+the+crofter%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623298264228924626" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 circle poem (braid 1 for a crofter)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, after Roger Ackling, 2010</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The show at The Cairn is Roger Ackling’s. He thanks me for the circle poem stamp that I made of his story of what the weaver said to him when he ordered his new suit on Harris, which I’d heard from Chris Drury on Uist.</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Roger</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">lights</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">black</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Roger</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">smiles</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">back</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">for Roger Ackling, Cairn Gallery, Sunday 3 April</span></i><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Ms Seifu sings the string and clothes-peg notes.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKqkQC35twNBcZPRHJFpEcuUf62hh27T1RFtInxR6QVKlP5qxSTi8w3XifxSJ8ez4NCPmIVTCZzmxWiL7RB8pwQR_HHDPGRgwu8bqFXeFymhd-yzVYqE_o_AXceXmGopUtsxiEwMb2mcl/s1600/Ackling.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKqkQC35twNBcZPRHJFpEcuUf62hh27T1RFtInxR6QVKlP5qxSTi8w3XifxSJ8ez4NCPmIVTCZzmxWiL7RB8pwQR_HHDPGRgwu8bqFXeFymhd-yzVYqE_o_AXceXmGopUtsxiEwMb2mcl/s400/Ackling.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618391342901046370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >33 Roger Ackling, The Cairn Gallery, Pittenweem</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Just before I leave David Bellingham arrives with boxes full of Laurie’s buttercups.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh877chgEu0jsoBa3g5Et0FLgkTAfDFNIye1n56gHjOFCaVwq9gtDdGJYDjcaCUhyphenhyphenOu_BNDvNGlB_oO3Mv1mPYtutGIlkh0fHbmjud7LtZUu3BjnFrQ9XQcA-qgZk8nNIy5bswdN2AWlsHM/s1600/100+buttercups.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh877chgEu0jsoBa3g5Et0FLgkTAfDFNIye1n56gHjOFCaVwq9gtDdGJYDjcaCUhyphenhyphenOu_BNDvNGlB_oO3Mv1mPYtutGIlkh0fHbmjud7LtZUu3BjnFrQ9XQcA-qgZk8nNIy5bswdN2AWlsHM/s400/100+buttercups.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618391259703591474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Laurie Clark</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">published by WAX366, 2011</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US">They returned home</span></b><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Women in the silkworm room</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">all dressed simply</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">like women from antiquity</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Sora’s hokku, translated by Sam Hamill</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Already it was time to go home and the way back through the Kingdom was bathed in sun. I even found the ‘silk women’ Basho and Sora enjoyed so much for their old-style trews – one commentator suggests the women of Obanazawa were dressed in <i>mompe </i>work pants in a style called <i>fugumi</i>, which had the air of a simpler time gone by – Alice, Emily & Lizzy had something of that when we stopped off for a fish supper at The Hawes Inn.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Emily's day</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">was so</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">good</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">it stretched</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">out</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">her arms</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">all the way</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">and brought</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">them behind</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">her back</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTeokMcuh4u6dPRzjHt62nHG8E7vaT_pM0GsaxqwJQ9lzraniZa5cZxtVagkh4plMjLOMCWgNTS7ROfOyqWflZIT4xQCTHDc8MS45aWQ47KlaE4RWgBuyuum7zWNMKReIoKWIqNH4NoLk/s1600/Forth+Rail-bridge.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTeokMcuh4u6dPRzjHt62nHG8E7vaT_pM0GsaxqwJQ9lzraniZa5cZxtVagkh4plMjLOMCWgNTS7ROfOyqWflZIT4xQCTHDc8MS45aWQ47KlaE4RWgBuyuum7zWNMKReIoKWIqNH4NoLk/s400/Forth+Rail-bridge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618392147236850802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /></a></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">33 Forth Rail Bridge</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2011</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Even the bridge was happy, so much so that it began to bend its arms.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">coda: </span><span lang="EN-US">For Isabel of Bunessan, Mull</span></b><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Isabel,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">you knew the plants</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">you knew of the darkness</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in the wounds we carry,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the sickness</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">we must know and love.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">And with no less love</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">you could find</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the simple, the herb</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the words.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">You found the words </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">to carry our darkness</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">to penetrate it</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">to look at it</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">and hold it</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">gently, with love</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">then, return it</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">to the sea</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">she herself</span></i><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">the best one</span></i><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">to bear it</span></i><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">the great surging sea.</span></i><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Jayne Wilding</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US">Homage to the Carmina Gadelica</span></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> (morning star & ArtTM: Edinburgh & Inverness, 1997)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">coda: email from Friendly Street</span></b><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Drawing as breathing.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">for you:</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">they say my shanks grow thin</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">as long as they still climb, expect me Yoshimo</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">in cherry blossom time.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">And the dog. She has been digging.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Pop had a go whilst I was building.<br />I dug a hole so deep she never did it again.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I feel like I am giving myself 'an interview' – as my late master called them – speaking to you.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Within my frailty and to yours I say Yes.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I know that I do not know.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I am exposed to my weather</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">I rain I shine.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Seasons greetings!</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Truly, D.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;color:black;"><span style="font-weight: bold; ">intimations </span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.cairneditions.co.uk/"><span lang="EN-US">Cairn Gallery & Editions</span></a><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://thomasaclarkblog.blogspot.com/"><span lang="EN-US">Thomas A. Clark</span></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;color:black;" lang="EN-US" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%22http://www.tamsinclark.com/%22"><span lang="EN-US">Tamsin Clark</span></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><u><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></u></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">WAX366 publications are available through</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;color:black;" lang="EN-US" > <a href="http://www.inglebygallery.com/">Ingleby Gallery</a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://disabledlives.blogspot.com/"><span lang="EN-US">Tom Shakespeare’s blog</span></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;color:black;" lang="EN-US" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://aliceladenburg.com/"><span lang="EN-US">Alice Ladenburg</span></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-47063910388012716632011-05-04T02:42:00.000-07:002011-07-01T06:37:38.317-07:00(10) Carbeth<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />U-N-G-A-N-J-I</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />C-A-R-B-E-T-H</span><br /><br />‘sucking in the gloaming<br />that sees us off’<br /><br />– after Peter Manson’s ‘Mallarme’<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Unganji Temple</span> is Carbeth<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Butcho-osho</span> is Gerry Loose<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrPrb9M4-a6XUHAQlh0JZP2lRaQjQ-iUSGrRfoGySmSsTKFYpnQBgs8FQ-KIrqUCWgkotbqeeeXyhi7iRRQrOnWAI1reopIkwiAz_Krby5PtqVhNwIFdQpaCFgFOoLS9jdZk-hPJLmEdhH/s1600/hokku-label%252C+just+a+wee+hut.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrPrb9M4-a6XUHAQlh0JZP2lRaQjQ-iUSGrRfoGySmSsTKFYpnQBgs8FQ-KIrqUCWgkotbqeeeXyhi7iRRQrOnWAI1reopIkwiAz_Krby5PtqVhNwIFdQpaCFgFOoLS9jdZk-hPJLmEdhH/s400/hokku-label%252C+just+a+wee+hut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600615794702049858" border="0" /></a><br />10 the hut<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bashoing Carbeth</span><br /><br />Buried in the vicinity of <span style="font-style: italic;">Carbeth </span>the spot Gerry & Morven lived in mountain retreat.<br /><br />just a wee hut<br />with a mossy felt roof<br /><br />shame to stay in<br />but there is rain<br /><br />What <span style="font-style: italic;">Gerry</span> wrote <span style="font-style: italic;">of the Deer Path</span> – how long ago was that? To see what remains led our walking-sticks to <span style="font-style: italic;">Carbeth</span> and some kindly beckoning got <span style="font-style: italic;">Morven</span> to come along too. Out there <span style="font-style: italic;">mostly chatty working-class folk out of Clydebank, friendly-like, Gerry the poet apple-farmer</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Catching up with ourselves through Maryhill and Bearsden, first views of the Campsies, and so we reached the flank of Dumgoyne </span>unawares. First <span style="font-style: italic;">buds and snowdrops through the glen, sycamore and ash thick trunked and a fallen gean from the last winter storm, geese on the lochan, Lomond sky chilly</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Where the road ended, parked by the front gate </span>(“forgotten the fucking key”) and entered by the<span style="font-style: italic;"> wooden </span>gate.<br /><br />Then, intent on our <span style="font-style: italic;">tea, donnered </span>up just beyond and there it was, the hut, perched against <span style="font-style: italic;">a bank with the wee cludgie hut beside</span>. Like seeing <span style="font-style: italic;">Fraser Darling’s Hut on Eilean a' Chleirich or </span>Snyder’s shack in <span style="font-style: italic;">Dharma Bums</span><br /><br />even yaffles<br />can't laugh their way<br /><br />into this hut<br />by apples<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">most written before I came, Blue Peter style, I left a few hokku-labels</span> tied on <span style="font-style: italic;">the trees </span>and posts there; <span style="font-style: italic;">Morven’s photos adding much to the poetry.</span><br /><br />10 audio: <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/10%20Gerry%20Loose%20Reading%20Basho.mp3">Gerry Loose reads from Corman’s Basho, and a poem from<span style="font-style: italic;"> the deer path</span></a><br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDEC419bRQ0c36F13P6ACxuGXvXs_osyXYnLPFlGdXYm5Yi2u2E4chpmr1rl84C3cCfCHcV7Yj8cpX4oyWNU1snn7UxINdVpVk4iB-F9sNvSoEYQeBRHCSrurJA5HySjV-71-FZAnmK2hU/s1600/10+the+gate+to+the+hut.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDEC419bRQ0c36F13P6ACxuGXvXs_osyXYnLPFlGdXYm5Yi2u2E4chpmr1rl84C3cCfCHcV7Yj8cpX4oyWNU1snn7UxINdVpVk4iB-F9sNvSoEYQeBRHCSrurJA5HySjV-71-FZAnmK2hU/s400/10+the+gate+to+the+hut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592428053517403058" border="0" /></a><br />10 the gate<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Carbeth</span><br /><br />Coming round to hawthorn time again: on the other side of May our trip must end. Where better then to begin winding down than Gerry & Morven’s hut – of all the places seen Carbeth’s is the one Basho would have called home.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-SnkXF8pDOwM222i2xA02FLaI9mXOew5C3LsfmIiNyHU8Q3grn3EMZKnb9seYtjsgZZvIv-TA1M2flRJHqlovylF8USJCAwmY0Jkd73K_I8e2TwAF8lMuttGb-PPG8l2a7cR9-QRZHD-I/s1600/GERRY+%253A+BUTCHO.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-SnkXF8pDOwM222i2xA02FLaI9mXOew5C3LsfmIiNyHU8Q3grn3EMZKnb9seYtjsgZZvIv-TA1M2flRJHqlovylF8USJCAwmY0Jkd73K_I8e2TwAF8lMuttGb-PPG8l2a7cR9-QRZHD-I/s400/GERRY+%253A+BUTCHO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600578703713389362" border="0" /></a><br />10 GERRY / BUTCHO<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />That morning before I was collected by Gerry & Morven I dipped into Kelvingrove Park, where squaddies exercise the citizenry – <span style="font-style: italic;">alternate leg squat thrusts 40 each leg which means how many 80 thank you</span> – and the first cherry blossoms were on parade.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje49H0mQ8c35FgpKgCyk6dFd4_9axELwWXvrNsIxHVRpqVg6BCwReNbGQoPnjlcwIPINb5fQ-Z1QMmHI83vs0O61v6FdhDkPtgtRIwt6wEqNfSYC-axaMcmvBFcElWwWodZ555hdbbCRgC/s1600/10+gean+again.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje49H0mQ8c35FgpKgCyk6dFd4_9axELwWXvrNsIxHVRpqVg6BCwReNbGQoPnjlcwIPINb5fQ-Z1QMmHI83vs0O61v6FdhDkPtgtRIwt6wEqNfSYC-axaMcmvBFcElWwWodZ555hdbbCRgC/s400/10+gean+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424533888572002" border="0" /></a><br />10 circle poem, Kelvingrove Park<br />(‘gean / again / gean / again, <span style="font-style: italic;">prunus</span>’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevaFBqMWpTv3ukwxMiI1LMat6eP8QF3Sh7JW5aqmQxFNkb0vks2p3WBZ3IFK8aMDxtUCA3HxlLUE5mjBk_HheNTil9-5efH-b54k7tbDKHNy2HmCda02KkEFlzNiR5ysc3rgJSonYX_5D/s1600/gean+again+2.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevaFBqMWpTv3ukwxMiI1LMat6eP8QF3Sh7JW5aqmQxFNkb0vks2p3WBZ3IFK8aMDxtUCA3HxlLUE5mjBk_HheNTil9-5efH-b54k7tbDKHNy2HmCda02KkEFlzNiR5ysc3rgJSonYX_5D/s400/gean+again+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600578701805810946" border="0" /></a><br />10 circle poem<br />(‘gean / again / gean / again’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hutting</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAUaflj0vQ5QPtnYKuERE7sV1CxkA4eB335ehhdljkit-FakHSk0RbE2Dkm1_ly_S0Shpe1tDLcF9p524d7orZJ4bMZxiceplAJC_2qroPMcaXzQ68KPkUAt6_RslhccicqHKcQ8JItXU_/s1600/Basho+%2526+Butcho%252C+the+hut.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAUaflj0vQ5QPtnYKuERE7sV1CxkA4eB335ehhdljkit-FakHSk0RbE2Dkm1_ly_S0Shpe1tDLcF9p524d7orZJ4bMZxiceplAJC_2qroPMcaXzQ68KPkUAt6_RslhccicqHKcQ8JItXU_/s400/Basho+%2526+Butcho%252C+the+hut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592491968736196434" border="0" /></a><br />10 Basho & Butcho, the hut<br />Larach Beag (‘little hut’), “Full renovation to commence soon”, GL<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />before houses there were huts<br />before huts dark caves<br /><br />but oldest of all<br />are the paths<br /><br />for there was always<br />somewhere else to go<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhsKDu6QCm4I1X6skRu1mNFTixO255Mpk5xSCt0q5oBA5exbgZ1jLkosRhwjQQPI_Rt1ZhAuKzgzR1seS9764icpu6Lxire8cOjN9sm11o7yfyoaaNMPPZnCTjlgrwofjiOtH2EKN6Ubga/s1600/Basho.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhsKDu6QCm4I1X6skRu1mNFTixO255Mpk5xSCt0q5oBA5exbgZ1jLkosRhwjQQPI_Rt1ZhAuKzgzR1seS9764icpu6Lxire8cOjN9sm11o7yfyoaaNMPPZnCTjlgrwofjiOtH2EKN6Ubga/s400/Basho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592491975709482386" border="0" /></a><br />10 Basho, portrait by Bryan Evans<br />'UNGANJI – BUTCHO-OSHO / GERRY LOOSE – CARBETH'<br />'touched by pollen / written in dust'<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />The hut’s in a neat disorder, like the leavings of Autumn in the garden waiting for the grass to come thru.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzfx9GI-josOFmaAlJuv0XI0Jpmxtn95n0OCPpL5qB4u17uCKJfKQfWgS7pUtOTsr-KQOf7rw4YYvsn2bB8it4-xjO21Zg_oibYyyga4G54Q6DicJxCuS0HoPevJ2fH-J9ffR_TYw2Q3Tt/s1600/last+years+apple.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzfx9GI-josOFmaAlJuv0XI0Jpmxtn95n0OCPpL5qB4u17uCKJfKQfWgS7pUtOTsr-KQOf7rw4YYvsn2bB8it4-xjO21Zg_oibYyyga4G54Q6DicJxCuS0HoPevJ2fH-J9ffR_TYw2Q3Tt/s400/last+years+apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600622378910884274" border="0" /></a><br />10 last years apple<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />Huts are poetics and politics. These were built by ex-servicemen after WW1, then taken on by Clydebank folk, much to the disdain of the Laird. Planks of green, planks of brown.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX6YQCyds2o1X2KKS_RV-O34EtUhysXue7xjBM5sCqwM2gluC_X6qfJ-i8D5imwJ5AuJkEIOQEObWVyWbeyRQuVj9hkLzmOv9psr6dEO_hAqhNbbiGHQph7iXToWuapdN_M6HdenCUokxB/s1600/10+moss+for+rafters.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX6YQCyds2o1X2KKS_RV-O34EtUhysXue7xjBM5sCqwM2gluC_X6qfJ-i8D5imwJ5AuJkEIOQEObWVyWbeyRQuVj9hkLzmOv9psr6dEO_hAqhNbbiGHQph7iXToWuapdN_M6HdenCUokxB/s400/10+moss+for+rafters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592426723017351938" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘moss/ for / rafters // apples / for / afters’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />They remind me of the hutte of Skjolden, which the Norse escape to every weekend, from village to alpage, to shield their shy northern souls from prying. Their mountain dwellings were too high for me to grasp and it was only at night when I saw their lights, mistaken for dim stars, that I understood.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">a light in the night sky<br /><br />a star fades<br /><br />set in dark cliffs<br /><br />the light of a hutte<br /></div><br />They remind me of the afternoon I spent walking around the icy edge of Thoreau’s Walden Pond, only to discover it was Goose Pond, and Walden was left not right from the car park.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0r9oT2CwzAEfVkrZxqpnrITaEIrVebCFVKGPak3bX9tV6XdLvig4oJyqzkAJuJS39-oXqhLoHWRuatYDSd2ZR1QfM_K-iLaqPzR4OhinvNTC1SvK1wEl3bVu3X03DCd5HNO5n3inyzfF/s1600/inside+the+hut.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0r9oT2CwzAEfVkrZxqpnrITaEIrVebCFVKGPak3bX9tV6XdLvig4oJyqzkAJuJS39-oXqhLoHWRuatYDSd2ZR1QfM_K-iLaqPzR4OhinvNTC1SvK1wEl3bVu3X03DCd5HNO5n3inyzfF/s400/inside+the+hut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600622388453532818" border="0" /></a><br />10 inside the hut<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />Gerry knows first to light the fire, smoky-like, reminding me of my childhood nickname, ‘Kippers’.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kippers</span><br /><br />It took me years to realise<br />how school found me a nickname<br />that came from the east wind<br /><br />drawing smoke from the old Jotul<br />watering our eyes and puffing clouds<br />around the pulley's drying clothes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRwzakVHrwDs4mu84trSM5VDd9QiG6s4XHw9eRczG32kfCCL8VwIEIjMypvXfl92JT4-Zd8FH2UEpPzUBfHLmK2kS5Up_Hp7Cfbyd2n48OmvQIQP49rkXtkFo_4ZsSurSfmfhuDNAoMJ6/s1600/10+a+lot+of+smoke.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRwzakVHrwDs4mu84trSM5VDd9QiG6s4XHw9eRczG32kfCCL8VwIEIjMypvXfl92JT4-Zd8FH2UEpPzUBfHLmK2kS5Up_Hp7Cfbyd2n48OmvQIQP49rkXtkFo_4ZsSurSfmfhuDNAoMJ6/s400/10+a+lot+of+smoke.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424509891924578" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘a lot of smoke / did someone piss / on the fire?’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJtZCYORNHa1OIEQzh5ndi91_mXhBdhm2GZuGdl2Owc_XO-1_Wxlpb76b3-3Nvai84Tqdd3bHePBAYBPJEUcjfm3HAbqVQVmDLuxtVVk16YPwKqDdk65GP1MW54PQWUB0Y912H8VVkUxA/s1600/Gerry+reading+Basho.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJtZCYORNHa1OIEQzh5ndi91_mXhBdhm2GZuGdl2Owc_XO-1_Wxlpb76b3-3Nvai84Tqdd3bHePBAYBPJEUcjfm3HAbqVQVmDLuxtVVk16YPwKqDdk65GP1MW54PQWUB0Y912H8VVkUxA/s400/Gerry+reading+Basho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600578707644805538" border="0" /></a><br />10 Gerry reading Basho<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxt89kYg7qFDxSS4qAnzzmsdM7Cb5Q5aEhJ_pKrUL_ozavbtJEZIakoPrwoUlwRmgcO20_8bY2ACtU-vwHpeY0pryaVqlAJXzYfodvwS-LIqgwcV6R8FOWidiYzxLLhq5jxpoiOKHlQroJ/s1600/dew+%253A+map.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxt89kYg7qFDxSS4qAnzzmsdM7Cb5Q5aEhJ_pKrUL_ozavbtJEZIakoPrwoUlwRmgcO20_8bY2ACtU-vwHpeY0pryaVqlAJXzYfodvwS-LIqgwcV6R8FOWidiYzxLLhq5jxpoiOKHlQroJ/s400/dew+%253A+map.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600578687546052098" border="0" /></a><br />10 Gerry’s dew / map<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />It’s still warmer outside than in, and the smoke looks better from the garden, especially once the chimney gets a draw on. New Pope then.<br /><br />only after<br />we go outside<br /><br />does the smoke<br />become straightforward<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(for harry)</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZU-AlNDOnLhERMHJ2PQBvM9LpoTVj4TUFwELhOlRoxzAkxw9fzsph5BkvCh0gvYP8xXHBL4X67_iDrNa7_XgAJK0d3q-IlajJX-Ju6EJLGBZwE-w5ZXHPlCh3fMq5_s0GnZpCcPKwouR/s1600/10+tea-moon%252C+summer+green+tea+%2528carbeth%2529.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZU-AlNDOnLhERMHJ2PQBvM9LpoTVj4TUFwELhOlRoxzAkxw9fzsph5BkvCh0gvYP8xXHBL4X67_iDrNa7_XgAJK0d3q-IlajJX-Ju6EJLGBZwE-w5ZXHPlCh3fMq5_s0GnZpCcPKwouR/s400/10+tea-moon%252C+summer+green+tea+%2528carbeth%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592428050368988370" border="0" /></a><br />10 tea moon (summer green tea)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />Today’s tea’s Summer Green, foretelling Spring; the whisky’s Glengoyne, picked by good fortune without knowing the distillery is 2 miles away, just over there, snug under Dumgoyne. The whiskys are lining up now.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzRmMtszEHHlMUK-EA1o93O1fsSvtsPo9Z_1IaMb6hDMsPoNhThe2DKdiYHxXmBLseffvkkU73ustKjCfdcm7Nze8jNbTHCta88rY_tg7QDB6ktl7JL1hwtfTUplpTCYSBJUqe5pumVFy/s1600/Whiskys.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzRmMtszEHHlMUK-EA1o93O1fsSvtsPo9Z_1IaMb6hDMsPoNhThe2DKdiYHxXmBLseffvkkU73ustKjCfdcm7Nze8jNbTHCta88rY_tg7QDB6ktl7JL1hwtfTUplpTCYSBJUqe5pumVFy/s400/Whiskys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600615799860756306" border="0" /></a><br />10 the road north: whiskys<br />Ken Cockburn, 2011<br /><br />With a blessing for Judith under Ken’s tutelage I libate the youngest apple trees, arm in arm, from that nursery of culture, <a href="http://www.butterworthsorganicnursery.co.uk/">Butties</a>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK0qltpUhNdym2FbiSfNuIN8-zk-OYzpRFOPmfafXZ-ekNdd0T8a9uTC2bSFj9j59sMkfviUOri5PrK6T_rLxffJuhVSi9Lr6ytqKtCNWXTcGO4igLfm3O6r2-dW1c24_mU6mEFDPqUx9D/s1600/libating+the+young+apples+with+Glengoyne.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK0qltpUhNdym2FbiSfNuIN8-zk-OYzpRFOPmfafXZ-ekNdd0T8a9uTC2bSFj9j59sMkfviUOri5PrK6T_rLxffJuhVSi9Lr6ytqKtCNWXTcGO4igLfm3O6r2-dW1c24_mU6mEFDPqUx9D/s400/libating+the+young+apples+with+Glengoyne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600613749041988562" border="0" /></a><br />10 libating the apples<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />The tansy’s buttons are last year's brown.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJq2KCGi6xEXNOp6fQ9fYTP5MLoHA2kWJpLGDKx3_zez4-sdAWxVUfaQIbLADGK8NJVEbJ8wyRFtIN1ynta1KVOGwaOe9O2sxUbsCCGJa1_Q6nxkmSwtDPDuCT97kBTITglSRFpt2zLux9/s1600/10+how+thin+I%2527ve+grown.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJq2KCGi6xEXNOp6fQ9fYTP5MLoHA2kWJpLGDKx3_zez4-sdAWxVUfaQIbLADGK8NJVEbJ8wyRFtIN1ynta1KVOGwaOe9O2sxUbsCCGJa1_Q6nxkmSwtDPDuCT97kBTITglSRFpt2zLux9/s400/10+how+thin+I%2527ve+grown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592426715976567842" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘how thin I’ve grown / no-one says /// <span style="font-style: italic;">you’ve been suffering</span> /<span style="font-style: italic;"> from poetry</span>’, after LZ, after Li Po, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />At the very beginning of the project I asked Gerry & Morven if they would make some sakura sarasara, a brew made with gean blossom, for the road north. A year on we share some made from the geans they picked down the road – it helps that it’s an old bottle of Highland Park – and save the blossoms they picked for tea to be shared at <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Matsuri%20Public%20Invite.pdf">the matsuri in May</a>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFroiRY3lIPPZmztpBhrD57JmEsaVmJsrMcc7PYQCxHfqXiPkt3dNwqfoyi-H9NAEPfEeNcrgQ9IlUi5svM11YXXkVbM0Mki0tTsKYlGMhKztdW7cHnD490iCenNZ0YODi-5SltqWqQLF/s1600/the+brewjpg.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFroiRY3lIPPZmztpBhrD57JmEsaVmJsrMcc7PYQCxHfqXiPkt3dNwqfoyi-H9NAEPfEeNcrgQ9IlUi5svM11YXXkVbM0Mki0tTsKYlGMhKztdW7cHnD490iCenNZ0YODi-5SltqWqQLF/s400/the+brewjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600615797771914834" border="0" /></a><br />10 the brew<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyW5pI1VVNc50bQARz3rkLKFjUwohK0izsViaJOsxeLEDhbt-WbpqPhuIPmnr0IMU4LQlwTVoR0Ml0FBDMpmDF4ude6TbieemBlnpI4N4cxtjJTgpbf-nWA21YCuhGwTsD16z5a_gtP5r/s1600/tying+a+label+on+the+brew.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyW5pI1VVNc50bQARz3rkLKFjUwohK0izsViaJOsxeLEDhbt-WbpqPhuIPmnr0IMU4LQlwTVoR0Ml0FBDMpmDF4ude6TbieemBlnpI4N4cxtjJTgpbf-nWA21YCuhGwTsD16z5a_gtP5r/s400/tying+a+label+on+the+brew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600615808574831346" border="0" /></a><br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2xoujJY5R_EblQlkBzKYPWYgNON99OfZkyFbOPN7JyrmDo9jtu3BQQDBMFjyxWGmouxrHnp2ue9QgYcs4cqU_6ySAYurT4CGKdIql2MRY2ilYofNaYnU3NJC_TzDEPwSf3LTZMPKMl8m/s1600/the+brew+labelled+%2528what+they+don%2527t+make%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2xoujJY5R_EblQlkBzKYPWYgNON99OfZkyFbOPN7JyrmDo9jtu3BQQDBMFjyxWGmouxrHnp2ue9QgYcs4cqU_6ySAYurT4CGKdIql2MRY2ilYofNaYnU3NJC_TzDEPwSf3LTZMPKMl8m/s400/the+brew+labelled+%2528what+they+don%2527t+make%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600615802877409186" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘what they don't / make themselves / you wouldn't want / to call your own’, <span style="font-style: italic;">for Gerry & Morven</span>, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">“Left a few labels”</span><br /><br />It’s a delight to see what Morven’s photography makes of details again. She portrayed our slow renga journey down Hadrian’s Wall, back in the Autumn’s of 04 and 05, from coast to coast, adding verses to the pot in between framing our shared verses. Last year she and Gerry rowed the Forth-Clyde canal. There’s a film of her reenacting part of the voyage <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85pMlGt5k-A">here</a>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxIgHYsuRKSKKmNDigWEW4LemytwAnwktHf4eZN77zX61_DL2XHWPS5tE3HnFiaLpn_DyEaNhdvYzHzKSeNfYRsndhux8GDyQ-rDFoXHHN1ekUvzLzRPektaXSDx_g-224D_PTOU89TjQ/s1600/scattering+of+labels+2.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPxIgHYsuRKSKKmNDigWEW4LemytwAnwktHf4eZN77zX61_DL2XHWPS5tE3HnFiaLpn_DyEaNhdvYzHzKSeNfYRsndhux8GDyQ-rDFoXHHN1ekUvzLzRPektaXSDx_g-224D_PTOU89TjQ/s400/scattering+of+labels+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600622394470163378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tfI83PPD6wyL80RUhfQ3JpqvWy1Rw-dHw-w2DK2IHH56_-K7qzKUqSswUTXoUMA6VU-mmF21BWB6KsMGAPmUbf62JWiWHy95cqhNo5bPLzl7Ax3BqtgQI_BayXk1AxmiU6st2ILzmGsl/s1600/hokku-label%252C+in+tree.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tfI83PPD6wyL80RUhfQ3JpqvWy1Rw-dHw-w2DK2IHH56_-K7qzKUqSswUTXoUMA6VU-mmF21BWB6KsMGAPmUbf62JWiWHy95cqhNo5bPLzl7Ax3BqtgQI_BayXk1AxmiU6st2ILzmGsl/s400/hokku-label%252C+in+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600582127248782898" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQVOug2tvjKWOaWzFAXukAh7mrkexTe9L6dEhqDk-NTe6VO9JuZFLDJb3QpVja_oAWwKZORZrvmdz1UFAtjtRgB3MOSCvwJ4507otmYGkXGnU0eVSvTDftkKCWpZZMKcuCfNeESYeiH-f/s1600/hokku-label%252C+don%2527t+worry+spiders.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUQVOug2tvjKWOaWzFAXukAh7mrkexTe9L6dEhqDk-NTe6VO9JuZFLDJb3QpVja_oAWwKZORZrvmdz1UFAtjtRgB3MOSCvwJ4507otmYGkXGnU0eVSvTDftkKCWpZZMKcuCfNeESYeiH-f/s400/hokku-label%252C+don%2527t+worry+spiders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600579859600650146" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘don’t worry spiders / just for now / the hut's a <span style="font-style: italic;">store</span>’, AF)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjuqubw8rk3WbSDyb9-yz8DRoFGeMNDVitCy3h_nzfk2ozVHnTIJIVoAcTnC59aDQ7XZIQVaJVYLyNmbphMbUtC8BhLFx3QyogECD5zMoMGDALY_KLyd_-DcMiP9T5BIP5WxaVj5aymoQ/s1600/meso-label+%2528sCrappled+Apples%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjuqubw8rk3WbSDyb9-yz8DRoFGeMNDVitCy3h_nzfk2ozVHnTIJIVoAcTnC59aDQ7XZIQVaJVYLyNmbphMbUtC8BhLFx3QyogECD5zMoMGDALY_KLyd_-DcMiP9T5BIP5WxaVj5aymoQ/s400/meso-label+%2528sCrappled+Apples%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600613774552408914" border="0" /></a><br />10 meso-label<br />(sCrappled / Apples / espalieRed / By thE / poeTs / Hut, AF)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCYa52wpanrXk6CXgBuK55YbY1QR8nqfOCzOvp_lszNE_Y2EBvI7yCwrzyYKKrJQRrHWvK3bVg-yX881R6DL6_R0gEsjQtoO929hgNPeXLXvMrVPXtySIyY2xoHTBqKJvI4vxmqJ1iG7rY/s1600/hokku-label%252C+after.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCYa52wpanrXk6CXgBuK55YbY1QR8nqfOCzOvp_lszNE_Y2EBvI7yCwrzyYKKrJQRrHWvK3bVg-yX881R6DL6_R0gEsjQtoO929hgNPeXLXvMrVPXtySIyY2xoHTBqKJvI4vxmqJ1iG7rY/s400/hokku-label%252C+after.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600579845491059586" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0FZhpzXf3L8c6ENwN6yd-vu_g-AT9DnhPhEG8ykrOS4TcPfmmgwfrSEdAu4sqi3EOx3RlgSuxjZnpcEMx6hhZIoIBA69eBQQ9MFeMzD3nvzrIOd25VeiELufplu6t8BPfjJT9h0ra35T/s1600/meso-label%252C+YAFFLE.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0FZhpzXf3L8c6ENwN6yd-vu_g-AT9DnhPhEG8ykrOS4TcPfmmgwfrSEdAu4sqi3EOx3RlgSuxjZnpcEMx6hhZIoIBA69eBQQ9MFeMzD3nvzrIOd25VeiELufplu6t8BPfjJT9h0ra35T/s400/meso-label%252C+YAFFLE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600613776577468594" border="0" /></a><br />10 meso-label<br />(‘heY / pAl! / arf-arF-arf / Funny-eh? / wiLd / jokE’, <span style="font-style: italic;">Picus viridis</span>, AF)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvbS8Pl7WV3mX0AgJBx9amte_VLdJ8dAiWug8ZAAtNtP8-u5TGPJLQ7sYDbL8rpKiWZEBJWdh7t_egJAq8VHoVQANVjTCAgePNsrk2FwXj-ll5IdLQ193uLW5msYjSKeVRKYk5Uw8Eu2g/s1600/hokku-label%252C+just+a+wee+hut%252C+after+Basho+2.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvbS8Pl7WV3mX0AgJBx9amte_VLdJ8dAiWug8ZAAtNtP8-u5TGPJLQ7sYDbL8rpKiWZEBJWdh7t_egJAq8VHoVQANVjTCAgePNsrk2FwXj-ll5IdLQ193uLW5msYjSKeVRKYk5Uw8Eu2g/s400/hokku-label%252C+just+a+wee+hut%252C+after+Basho+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600582130241268354" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘just a wee hut / with a felt roof // shame to stay in / but there is rain’, <span style="font-style: italic;">after Basho</span>, AF)<br />all photographs by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiluloL4uZ6EX0coA_GP1oJVdd8sY1ILi3r7C3rHvV82_Wforw4yj_PLd4JwqGr_6eW9Atq6SAYPU43I5mC1S7gPzhKNELCKairJdylI45HFAClCyPWMfr3DJGpShNVLPUGwCYv4UfnB3jV/s1600/IMG_8749.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiluloL4uZ6EX0coA_GP1oJVdd8sY1ILi3r7C3rHvV82_Wforw4yj_PLd4JwqGr_6eW9Atq6SAYPU43I5mC1S7gPzhKNELCKairJdylI45HFAClCyPWMfr3DJGpShNVLPUGwCYv4UfnB3jV/s400/IMG_8749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602446251059204210" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘these words / are not for / the rich // THISTLE,’ AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Garden</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJccmP6vP8EcRGLEV0rHnJ6fo2vCGEXy1dDzcHif7m8xr7lie0UpuJdq61tFYZjnzhEhJ9HOfQq3SbFbaD9pdX61UWcmFNb3ENDkZX738vi1iQoK26TygxiY0buEw-1IzxNvKQIw0H2NrP/s1600/hokku-label%252C+blossom+%253A+bees.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJccmP6vP8EcRGLEV0rHnJ6fo2vCGEXy1dDzcHif7m8xr7lie0UpuJdq61tFYZjnzhEhJ9HOfQq3SbFbaD9pdX61UWcmFNb3ENDkZX738vi1iQoK26TygxiY0buEw-1IzxNvKQIw0H2NrP/s400/hokku-label%252C+blossom+%253A+bees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600579852021773490" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘blossom – <span style="font-style: italic;">timing is everything</span> – bees’, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNgs40W_BsaHrvAXEeA98m3UGjr-E9aVyJLDMxWee_VuoJ84IJEt7wKWw-ukyezXlqC-jAbgeBb7q15NKQywbxhEQMsjE0I46J6KLcpil17xcMsfrTmTU40JFmERTTGN4B1_GHTv1B15H/s1600/hokku-label%252C+blossom+bees+%2528after%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNgs40W_BsaHrvAXEeA98m3UGjr-E9aVyJLDMxWee_VuoJ84IJEt7wKWw-ukyezXlqC-jAbgeBb7q15NKQywbxhEQMsjE0I46J6KLcpil17xcMsfrTmTU40JFmERTTGN4B1_GHTv1B15H/s400/hokku-label%252C+blossom+bees+%2528after%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600579853892707906" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiR8ArgMqbdKdNvmriDjlJVcPXRfW9jywwUldmfXKyhDe11kN1mlcvJvRoa0AkmuWj592jI_sBa5SY5OWveCbGRumnJs2aPQ3gsKbW5od7rqnP_GvJSbfMNzK9TVSP0p8OtF1v3mL6Aol5/s1600/hokku-label%252C+growing+toward+the+light.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiR8ArgMqbdKdNvmriDjlJVcPXRfW9jywwUldmfXKyhDe11kN1mlcvJvRoa0AkmuWj592jI_sBa5SY5OWveCbGRumnJs2aPQ3gsKbW5od7rqnP_GvJSbfMNzK9TVSP0p8OtF1v3mL6Aol5/s400/hokku-label%252C+growing+toward+the+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600582119786131186" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘growing / toward / the light / slowly / spins / the / trees’, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNBqBp1yLanc_Gi0a2USZb0xudWH_r5KwwlSwOKzNGtIEiuvBe_gsqhsIrNVV04_j5jgU2pXMA5_fqa6ofICxovqaaHtQ8FGkLk4VAVkqR5HfdP-VPir-4OoXAVMHesACW1A4QuRNdp2Ir/s1600/IMG_8653.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNBqBp1yLanc_Gi0a2USZb0xudWH_r5KwwlSwOKzNGtIEiuvBe_gsqhsIrNVV04_j5jgU2pXMA5_fqa6ofICxovqaaHtQ8FGkLk4VAVkqR5HfdP-VPir-4OoXAVMHesACW1A4QuRNdp2Ir/s400/IMG_8653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600959979006056370" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘the tree / holds // the earth / catches // the blossom / falls’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcx9IMKah0tD3WxQ34AMMc7fjVGwgb05gnRYY8Bk2qlToQfd55x-oAsPGBMcb8fDpATg44k4f7TP5UtSAA3vzgYXXtt7Zo1svLQ8yviLByQl48tJAlXYv4IjxWK5yNoHc-5bVA1c53Xq7K/s1600/hokku-label%252C+March+sun.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcx9IMKah0tD3WxQ34AMMc7fjVGwgb05gnRYY8Bk2qlToQfd55x-oAsPGBMcb8fDpATg44k4f7TP5UtSAA3vzgYXXtt7Zo1svLQ8yviLByQl48tJAlXYv4IjxWK5yNoHc-5bVA1c53Xq7K/s400/hokku-label%252C+March+sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600582133784891730" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘March sun sups / the tonicity / of sap’, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9J1_RgJeRVCWYmCOGmHTUf6Zg2FNBztaT3sHkPHCUL5aF3hswiGj65OOiBn2CYVkKYHFo4Com5kPxzOMEmVLYtUICqfbsgf3TIEpSnuvAyxdlqTxKFXjy0oP3VJPGYbl0jtsXaXJxgzkU/s1600/hokku-label%252C+%2527we%2527re+not+apples+.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9J1_RgJeRVCWYmCOGmHTUf6Zg2FNBztaT3sHkPHCUL5aF3hswiGj65OOiBn2CYVkKYHFo4Com5kPxzOMEmVLYtUICqfbsgf3TIEpSnuvAyxdlqTxKFXjy0oP3VJPGYbl0jtsXaXJxgzkU/s400/hokku-label%252C+%2527we%2527re+not+apples+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600579842637987218" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘we aren’t apples / nor are we pebbles’, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxb_Tgy4GlntvegSIrvZk4hlLr6TIQKyVPV0CWq66hoI3jEKhP9tKYnFFjWU_QLM9F9C8Hk8QMhBHj_dgqe-XZblSeQkcJ9mqPLLwPDLxv7GIeYFSKGJZFU2FPG3sH_-Ia19_oTJakZqDC/s1600/hokku-label%252C+will+there+be+crumble.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxb_Tgy4GlntvegSIrvZk4hlLr6TIQKyVPV0CWq66hoI3jEKhP9tKYnFFjWU_QLM9F9C8Hk8QMhBHj_dgqe-XZblSeQkcJ9mqPLLwPDLxv7GIeYFSKGJZFU2FPG3sH_-Ia19_oTJakZqDC/s400/hokku-label%252C+will+there+be+crumble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600622399431952530" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘will there be / crumble again? // yes, there will be / crumble again’, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT3hQEPD4en2Z89vGNf_WZO9s87Jm4IR9TRO4A8ASKt29ru7eK-9yWbq1Svg0qOoZHpRkydtzsTtwB8bq0InF0-LU6depmM5aGzDzAtkil4eYcE2B9P-GGiMhBHe1wuf9FeiYBN9KkIkH3/s1600/10+Chinese+moon.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT3hQEPD4en2Z89vGNf_WZO9s87Jm4IR9TRO4A8ASKt29ru7eK-9yWbq1Svg0qOoZHpRkydtzsTtwB8bq0InF0-LU6depmM5aGzDzAtkil4eYcE2B9P-GGiMhBHe1wuf9FeiYBN9KkIkH3/s400/10+Chinese+moon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424523506139538" border="0" /></a><br />10 Chinese moon<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A Wee Walk</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKM2KPyfvcGrsMySBG9_K0UuSujzORJHOZ3mgTGhoAzxZuDR0vsZWawmdB3Uwb9-ELe-hQcnNcSsHfOravP4za14XX5TCGWT8jnDXtx9l-dmovVkKYEuW44ktKQZ0_CrUJPlc8UY2NV4Z/s1600/Basho+%2526+Butcho%252C+Carbeth.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKM2KPyfvcGrsMySBG9_K0UuSujzORJHOZ3mgTGhoAzxZuDR0vsZWawmdB3Uwb9-ELe-hQcnNcSsHfOravP4za14XX5TCGWT8jnDXtx9l-dmovVkKYEuW44ktKQZ0_CrUJPlc8UY2NV4Z/s400/Basho+%2526+Butcho%252C+Carbeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592491961154194658" border="0" /></a><br />10 Basho & Butcho, Carbeth<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Nearby the </span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:11pt;">West-Highland way wanders south-north (does anyone to it north-south?). Wending our way through hutland, still day, Dumgoyne higher than I'd imagined, beautiful ridge and crown, a lion of a hill.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCN7_dReiPlrOJp7YKI_OrKNY9-dF4QFEN7-gEXxiEDG8qUOkjnZShQQv9bs8x_LzKcnnrwaBo0fi1qXW2D5Hbi01qlh3KXVblIM3zOo7kMQ61PTVAbkk04fKMZGIMH62SmOt-0b6xVDCf/s1600/WORD+MNTN%252C+DUMGOYNE.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCN7_dReiPlrOJp7YKI_OrKNY9-dF4QFEN7-gEXxiEDG8qUOkjnZShQQv9bs8x_LzKcnnrwaBo0fi1qXW2D5Hbi01qlh3KXVblIM3zOo7kMQ61PTVAbkk04fKMZGIMH62SmOt-0b6xVDCf/s400/WORD+MNTN%252C+DUMGOYNE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600646004357520594" border="0" /></a><br />10 WORD-MNTN (Dumgoyne and Dumgoyach)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEikuz-WsA_4U8dirCm7c-K65IIq0g21w1_w-TjhmVZuiSNN_yffRBPS1QZvbbseD8Dp75__aWlkeBzruJ-2GpzF_gQujYVkfO0SSU_8ezSvvas4B-QGzj2CRVDC4TnzQ9XUI7Gd-NJAK/s1600/hokku-label%252C+have+you+got+your+boots.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEikuz-WsA_4U8dirCm7c-K65IIq0g21w1_w-TjhmVZuiSNN_yffRBPS1QZvbbseD8Dp75__aWlkeBzruJ-2GpzF_gQujYVkfO0SSU_8ezSvvas4B-QGzj2CRVDC4TnzQ9XUI7Gd-NJAK/s400/hokku-label%252C+have+you+got+your+boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600582124703628354" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘have you got / your boots? // well, bring / them both’,<span style="font-style: italic;"> for Andy Greig</span>, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgNlt-TGh7CTIOINnqHHsdDf7wvpBNySJz1cWUxB46EXydf7ve9vb2mMXfrWW1tqrXLc_smH16GU27Z4K2YZq_FDIW1lTn0ckMf13YSFq_ze7rg5HDtwS2wSFNHI-bBlbFMSmIjUNOA3Vx/s1600/Basho+tying+a+label.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgNlt-TGh7CTIOINnqHHsdDf7wvpBNySJz1cWUxB46EXydf7ve9vb2mMXfrWW1tqrXLc_smH16GU27Z4K2YZq_FDIW1lTn0ckMf13YSFq_ze7rg5HDtwS2wSFNHI-bBlbFMSmIjUNOA3Vx/s400/Basho+tying+a+label.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592491974102783698" border="0" /></a><br />10 Basho tying a label<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br />Walk on by the blue arrow.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnGiuXmk9WvCbg80_nImeFIVdrxDfAGLdpkdOlwBzxQvJXwJmDjdfhMtmCQUsrsMcTR6Ais6azDkkpMyOsYT70Q4lhOeVF4j03ggc37vRhRooJWUpoQ1KQs4Ad8Jn6qwb9og7ubTP7SfRU/s1600/10+blue+arrow.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnGiuXmk9WvCbg80_nImeFIVdrxDfAGLdpkdOlwBzxQvJXwJmDjdfhMtmCQUsrsMcTR6Ais6azDkkpMyOsYT70Q4lhOeVF4j03ggc37vRhRooJWUpoQ1KQs4Ad8Jn6qwb9og7ubTP7SfRU/s400/10+blue+arrow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424519377230738" border="0" /></a><br />10 the blue arrow<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzUM8QBuKo2avkifOEoECJ0PHRd7asuq0V0lf5zMfzjFI1ZIqSd7M8_3tc-L0zM68vc3NBh0uCi3fYigYAII1PfALgAb3fJH3QHHshH5z-IR0bK3eNRVwevw-HsBuqt40Bdi4EuyF6vGL/s1600/wish%252C+gean.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzUM8QBuKo2avkifOEoECJ0PHRd7asuq0V0lf5zMfzjFI1ZIqSd7M8_3tc-L0zM68vc3NBh0uCi3fYigYAII1PfALgAb3fJH3QHHshH5z-IR0bK3eNRVwevw-HsBuqt40Bdi4EuyF6vGL/s400/wish%252C+gean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600646276814962402" border="0" /></a><br />10 wish, gean<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3x97TKbMlrgxN-bL5ii7QSB3Hdejfa0mOIyoRFhgME6ekzlejyUeX6KGIqD4Kgu5FggZL3dLsaPXg1OHbiAHzL1m25tE1kk4xdCnj36jhgorHGG9cbAPjzjr2sgRyPhtaprXKjje7D-M-/s1600/10+wish%252C+rowan.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3x97TKbMlrgxN-bL5ii7QSB3Hdejfa0mOIyoRFhgME6ekzlejyUeX6KGIqD4Kgu5FggZL3dLsaPXg1OHbiAHzL1m25tE1kk4xdCnj36jhgorHGG9cbAPjzjr2sgRyPhtaprXKjje7D-M-/s400/10+wish%252C+rowan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600646282716699922" border="0" /></a><br />10 wish, rowan<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx_Kf-UwmNo1b68pTkwnT81PbJf5fGHophqORgQEawFgpboN-siA54WicW0aZadbNBiHusZnlMWPvIor6HxQiTXtNo43t1gKYldYcMp4nD4yXyMJhXTIUGsiQH0AzB4FctET7EPovL4Vf-/s1600/caterpillar+rescuing.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx_Kf-UwmNo1b68pTkwnT81PbJf5fGHophqORgQEawFgpboN-siA54WicW0aZadbNBiHusZnlMWPvIor6HxQiTXtNo43t1gKYldYcMp4nD4yXyMJhXTIUGsiQH0AzB4FctET7EPovL4Vf-/s400/caterpillar+rescuing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592491986674684114" border="0" /></a><br />10 caterpillar rescue<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Where Ken rescues frogs Gerry’s liking is for caterpillars (and slugs too, as proven in this, from his <span style="font-style: italic;">starworks</span>).<br /><br />my hope’s for the black<br />slug to safely cross this car tarmac<br /><br />Soon we’ve to head back to Glasgow so my hutter friends can find an Oxfam Oklahoma plaid for tonight’s ho down.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5z8y-HILXdw9wbDOmfEDLPpCaLv50SJJP6T_Di1fxuxaMFgSsaQ2gCWN2Dm_8bRkapNjZ2o5uQnd2kf5Ps9iApUDamiQu90VfOnJQi90S7thaqdtACZKgeAznFCYWXOKrQjDZE3AbkXhg/s1600/10+Ho+Down.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5z8y-HILXdw9wbDOmfEDLPpCaLv50SJJP6T_Di1fxuxaMFgSsaQ2gCWN2Dm_8bRkapNjZ2o5uQnd2kf5Ps9iApUDamiQu90VfOnJQi90S7thaqdtACZKgeAznFCYWXOKrQjDZE3AbkXhg/s400/10+Ho+Down.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592426712616838994" border="0" /></a><br />10 HUTTERS HO DOWN<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />One of the older huts here is a wooden shell built around a double-decker bus, just like Agnes Martin, who lived in the deserts of New Mexico in an adobe carapace formed around her camper van.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxu0Q-8A7tnkC_f_SXfd_uEbd0tr1A3xihbSxYpUmsE5kdWtGQa2H1B9gvmgp3sJLnjpwUCRe_00oxg2aHRTD2FXZ-O0eoJmJAWTI8m7L4d55QF0pK8QBkaynasEJbxrk_0Jcv8mkLlda/s1600/IMG_8745.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxu0Q-8A7tnkC_f_SXfd_uEbd0tr1A3xihbSxYpUmsE5kdWtGQa2H1B9gvmgp3sJLnjpwUCRe_00oxg2aHRTD2FXZ-O0eoJmJAWTI8m7L4d55QF0pK8QBkaynasEJbxrk_0Jcv8mkLlda/s400/IMG_8745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600961163866787666" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘far enough / for today // loosening / my laces’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZVETJKJhBioeH-klKR8n98kZEEKSbRxru0zUm4nBYEbaVf2kHfTKwIftwj6p0ODGg9DZAo2Dfo_Dfh2ISfMS8WSN0QKTt0I70wLeR0LeVg4BJxMcJbBiEhW0tPUlh8jaMT7YURQpCPf6M/s1600/10+Gerry+%2526+Morven.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZVETJKJhBioeH-klKR8n98kZEEKSbRxru0zUm4nBYEbaVf2kHfTKwIftwj6p0ODGg9DZAo2Dfo_Dfh2ISfMS8WSN0QKTt0I70wLeR0LeVg4BJxMcJbBiEhW0tPUlh8jaMT7YURQpCPf6M/s400/10+Gerry+%2526+Morven.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600961809145037618" border="0" /></a><br />10 Gerry & Morven<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Giraldus nomenclatura</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Giraldus graciaplenus</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Giraldus cumulo-nimbus</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Giraldus horto-poeticus</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Giraldus iciclus</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Giraldus crataegus monogyna</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Giraldus navigationus</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Giraldus non-proposus</span><br /><br />(a few of the latin tags Gerry signed off emails with)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cgOAPqHB1cNbqwPq2RgX_dj1A2xLVGqaQ2lSdvcbufe54YqxwW5sHqGeu-c6A7KMaA55ILcWFyDC9tQGCekgx6RMM0Nbb4ZyB0FDiwWU4S8eL13u3cpkgIZMnUrlBV0MbpHh0vFuGBrJ/s1600/10+inspecting+a+poem+in+need+of+pruning.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cgOAPqHB1cNbqwPq2RgX_dj1A2xLVGqaQ2lSdvcbufe54YqxwW5sHqGeu-c6A7KMaA55ILcWFyDC9tQGCekgx6RMM0Nbb4ZyB0FDiwWU4S8eL13u3cpkgIZMnUrlBV0MbpHh0vFuGBrJ/s400/10+inspecting+a+poem+in+need+of+pruning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592426718572278210" border="0" /></a><br />10 inspecting a poem in need of pruning<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sodo, Sampu & Dakushi</span><br /><br />While at Ungaji Basho reads a poem by his teacher & friend Sodo which refers to this region, and which he brought with him in his neckbag, my rucksack; he also reads hokku by Sampu and Dakushi. In exchange for these I recall what I always thought a perfect Scottish haiku, Gerry’s<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span>sleeping alone again<br />the first time in years<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span>the sound of rain<br /><br />And another<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span>rain<br />not raining<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......</span>in squalls<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIdIKTUIRLgh7-dvg48B5E8LpMXrBK4yLf6NRzsSaEdFbGwKERqd9zIBdlDpxdpgRvb0LsfoSfijEBG2YypA835U2fgf7Rz9YWSDcgAJ3bo7wqlEX80UZzACmC5FRZWGgmeSuyeDyuUpr/s1600/hokku-label%252C+poetry+is+a+bath.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIdIKTUIRLgh7-dvg48B5E8LpMXrBK4yLf6NRzsSaEdFbGwKERqd9zIBdlDpxdpgRvb0LsfoSfijEBG2YypA835U2fgf7Rz9YWSDcgAJ3bo7wqlEX80UZzACmC5FRZWGgmeSuyeDyuUpr/s400/hokku-label%252C+poetry+is+a+bath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600964730741570322" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘poetry is a bath / in summer // or a shower / in winter’, <span style="font-style: italic;">after Basho</span>, AF)<br />photograph by Morven Gregor, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">From Renga to Ginko</span><br /><br />Here, at Unganji, Basho was visiting his old mentor, Butcho. As I am.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZRWGMFjxDJf-6iAZdqsO6TSoMhp8cXYre8LzxdkCcx6Y0-Nw12cPMMxvsokJMCs9XzPRqncRDtkTEsDQHRE86ppEmxqnTvYMdyUphOuuRgYZsJ2JxrU13bn50BjLr0ndwZeboVC_eqr_p/s1600/scan+2.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZRWGMFjxDJf-6iAZdqsO6TSoMhp8cXYre8LzxdkCcx6Y0-Nw12cPMMxvsokJMCs9XzPRqncRDtkTEsDQHRE86ppEmxqnTvYMdyUphOuuRgYZsJ2JxrU13bn50BjLr0ndwZeboVC_eqr_p/s400/scan+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600966099431361490" border="0" /></a><br />10 renga platform, BALTIC<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span><br />Ten years ago I helped set up the renga platform for the first time. Codesigned with David Connearn’s genius and based around tatami mat dimensions – the homeless of Sendai sleep in tonight.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoY9tGPLr6nomfnvsDpcBjnL_XvVmh6LKbQ7JHyWsQQztmi6PCJIoB-DTI3LT4WslezVa5XnXQUHB8k3c-UjKslKrF7PHu_B3YYdR9Hv1n37wK1WDtik5EDOqiPauVXvzFgkfG5tD04H4/s1600/scan+1.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoY9tGPLr6nomfnvsDpcBjnL_XvVmh6LKbQ7JHyWsQQztmi6PCJIoB-DTI3LT4WslezVa5XnXQUHB8k3c-UjKslKrF7PHu_B3YYdR9Hv1n37wK1WDtik5EDOqiPauVXvzFgkfG5tD04H4/s400/scan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600966096831991698" border="0" /></a><br />10 David Connearn, with Poppy, co-designer of the renga platform<br /><br />The platform was my vision of a place for poets to do renga linked-verse, inspired by some old paintings I’d seen in a collection of the Basho school, <span style="font-style: italic;">Monkey’s Raincoat</span>. It enacted what I came to term <a href="http://www.renga-platform.co.uk/"><span style="font-style: italic;">shared writing</span></a>.<br /><br />That hesitant beginning was gateway to a project that has now embraced many of the poets Ken and I have met along our journey – Gerry, Morven, Colin, Linda, Peter, Angus, Alistair, Jayne, Irfan and many more – we have all found shared writing entered our lives, changed us, slowly and in some cases deeply. What it means, to sit quietly and make a poem together, over time, with tea, silence, an equilibrium of listening and speaking.<br /><br />Gerry was already on that road, some way ahead of me. I knew I had to ask him to co-master that first day’s renga, in Inverness – with Angus, forming the Morecambe and Wise, the Hamish & Dougall, the foundation of a Scottish contemporary school of renga, the Wee Malkie School, as some call it.<br /><br />Over this decade Gerry and I have moved on to journeys – the Japanese call them ginko, walking-to-be-writing – and in our different ways, always working collaboratively and by collage, we’ve ‘word-mapped’ places. And I think both of us have been relieved to veer off from the train-spotter school of rengaistas, with their voluminous rules. Renga is the gift that keeps sharing. Now there is an Orcadian renga group and there have been over 100 shared writing events across these isles.<br /><br />This is the renga that Gerry and his gingko hiking crew – co-starring Morven & Peter Manson – composed for <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/38-glen-fruin.html#WhateverNameYouWant">Glen Fruin</a>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sendai</span><br /><br />This morning on our way out to Carbeth, while Morven and I popped in to Roots & Fruits to get some picnic, Gerry, guarding the car, bumped into Yushin, who helped translate the haiku in his Kaki tree collection. Today Yushin is going to Paisley to collect money for the tsunami appeal. Out at the hut I record Morven and Gerry’s memories of Sendai, for <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/03/4-bororay.html">station 4</a>.<br /><br />what can’t be seen –<br />scent of gean<br /><br />iodine laced sea<br />off Sendai<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Way to Carbeth</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Alice</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiup8ZtrqM05bQoW0br3Z8NxVp8sfQHVPRkx5pPE9D8aPHKCO_UH6luHJh-4jqVO3H1EUtid8c5OTcFxAyrewsCcjceCkto-laedztkLciGe9_HejDiv3Hl6RGDgdxIm1DPQzGw_YhfQP6g/s1600/10+a+thermos+to+share.jpg"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiup8ZtrqM05bQoW0br3Z8NxVp8sfQHVPRkx5pPE9D8aPHKCO_UH6luHJh-4jqVO3H1EUtid8c5OTcFxAyrewsCcjceCkto-laedztkLciGe9_HejDiv3Hl6RGDgdxIm1DPQzGw_YhfQP6g/s400/10+a+thermos+to+share.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424516183557378" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘a thermos to share / crossing the continent / East-West (Scotrail)’, AF)<br />photograph by Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh244bYrqnASnFZHKWSOhfd92kxpSZ9pm1_Uu8in0k9D_75928uGszb_xroUPsEQn5Ru9AL_dexyZdtDamujZLska3be6M6zmKF7AtwvnIKs5cZpA6xcIJL_0hfVFCSi-FJtWo2mnmylvqZ/s1600/Puerh+for+carbeth+blog.jpeg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh244bYrqnASnFZHKWSOhfd92kxpSZ9pm1_Uu8in0k9D_75928uGszb_xroUPsEQn5Ru9AL_dexyZdtDamujZLska3be6M6zmKF7AtwvnIKs5cZpA6xcIJL_0hfVFCSi-FJtWo2mnmylvqZ/s400/Puerh+for+carbeth+blog.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624377327988407250" border="0" /></a><br />10 Untitled (<span style="font-style: italic;">puerh </span>wrapper backwards)<br />Alice Ladenburg, 2011<br /><br />The journey began as many do, at Ingleby Gallery, tucked beyond Waverley. I like their Ruth Ewan prints. This one fits the demo in London, and the austerity of hutting.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTktFupUGGlU0wOQtNYIQMaoPQZThdwuX_cMYC6EQgF7MzMOBtXymZP1C7IdHBInHvj8FAP2wvr2AZY8RJcKhpDBQ_KqDEIrMuoGg4x4_fUXY-dzILdiR2-Pkdt8grr-mg5TBijkJcFG53/s1600/Ruth+Ewan%252C+Diamond+Rings.jpeg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTktFupUGGlU0wOQtNYIQMaoPQZThdwuX_cMYC6EQgF7MzMOBtXymZP1C7IdHBInHvj8FAP2wvr2AZY8RJcKhpDBQ_KqDEIrMuoGg4x4_fUXY-dzILdiR2-Pkdt8grr-mg5TBijkJcFG53/s400/Ruth+Ewan%252C+Diamond+Rings.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600613790417781538" border="0" /></a><br />10 Ruth Ewan, 2010<br /><br />Alice of the handstands joins me. On the way west she shows me Barbara Kingsolver’s<span style="font-style: italic;"> The Poisonwood Bible</span>, in which Adah explains.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">‘When I finish reading a book from front to back, I read it back to front. It is a different book, back to front, and you can learn new things from it. It from things new learn can you and front to back book different a is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You can agree or not, as you like. This is another way to read it, although I am told a normal brain will not grasp it: Ti morf sgnigt wen nrael nac uoy dna tnorf ot kcab koob tenereffid a si ti. The normal, I understand, can see words my way only if they are adequately poetic: Poor Dan is in a droop.’</span><br /><br />And so Basho’s <span style="font-style: italic;">oku</span> begins (or is that ends?)<br /><br />‘emoh flesti yennruoj eht dna yenruoj a si yad hcae, htuom eht yb esroh a gnidael ega gniteem ro taob a no yawa efil gnitfird. Oot srerednaw gniog ro gnimoc sraey dna, snoitareneg ssletnuoc fo serugif gnissap era nus & noom.’<br /><br />And there’s nothing more beautiful than a noom lluf.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhccBl6PxzIcqlFHk1zpMQUI8AQr6IAVYMPgnvpVOTmnariyskkyMTNmmKgz_SySnq_ObCeZU9BEqbvnUuHSgCkiotvYD53JTAUtEd_fxmaYqBYwkSCZ168abCMXk7fCJHPuFdRlHLQ3xlM/s1600/Alice.JPG"><img style="; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhccBl6PxzIcqlFHk1zpMQUI8AQr6IAVYMPgnvpVOTmnariyskkyMTNmmKgz_SySnq_ObCeZU9BEqbvnUuHSgCkiotvYD53JTAUtEd_fxmaYqBYwkSCZ168abCMXk7fCJHPuFdRlHLQ3xlM/s400/Alice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592428072297057986" border="0" /></a><br />10 Alice<br />photograph by Alice Ladenburg, Ait Bougmez Valley, Morocco, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">meop</span><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/10%20Meop.mp3">10 audio, meop</a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Alec Finlay 2010</span><br /><br /><br />would we could<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>live our lives<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>as a novel<br /><br />read back-<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>wards secure<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>in our ending<br /><br />as a rope tied<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>or taut stay<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>each strand un-<br /><br />twisting a moment<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>tense with shock<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>giddy for joy<br /><br />love become<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>our delirious ending<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>we slowly un-<br /><br />wind to the knot<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>of that familiar<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>difficult beginning<br /><br />glimmering<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>the perfect form<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>of an idea<br /><br />as it emerges<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>complete<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>in its own right<br /><br />from out some<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>vague object<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>the craggy dome<br /><br />of Dumgoyach’s summit<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>a step away<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>still<br /><br />we’ve to walk<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>by the old paths<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>at what pace<br /><br />we’re able – only<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>every now & then<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>we may be brave<br /><br />enough to dare<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>a cart-<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>wheel empty-<br /><br />ing out our pockets<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>seeing inside a world<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>turned upside-down<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi2ajRJSsTZm3p0zC57VfgIPB1QgCzNJL1HkUAFLKOwl8u6bzA8LG8DpN_CxdodJ26DNuLCUUGRkPmopiuIiMjPC5sO2Ue3Ak9j5jUOFs0QgxvR0bnKR-d7Jaor7oioD5yYoXjgP89RLt/s1600/sure+of+her+way.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi2ajRJSsTZm3p0zC57VfgIPB1QgCzNJL1HkUAFLKOwl8u6bzA8LG8DpN_CxdodJ26DNuLCUUGRkPmopiuIiMjPC5sO2Ue3Ak9j5jUOFs0QgxvR0bnKR-d7Jaor7oioD5yYoXjgP89RLt/s400/sure+of+her+way.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600647189190200962" border="0" /></a><br />10 hokku-label<br />(‘sure of her way / seeing the world // upside down / ro sdrawkcab gnidaer’, ecila rof, AF)<br />photograph by Alice Ladenburg, 2011<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#FF0000;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">The Ingleby Gallery have become the city-based equivalents of those rural domestic settings for art, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/02/43-hica.html">HICA</a>, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/01/47-stonypath.html">Stonypath</a> (as was) and The Cairn Gallery. There is the warmth of the welcome, and they show perfect artworks – an Innes painting – but they also create a space for artworks which make different claims on the viewer, as gift or guerdon. Something to happen on, take to, leave with, live with.<br /><br />On another recent walk I made this homage to Peter Liversidge’s homage to Max Klinger’s wonderful ‘glove’ lithographs, where something fallen or lost is found again.</span></span><span style="color:#FF0000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9k6Dp5V35wb6hYgVZDwOwBFHm9dzePSWss871DjYt3eyCtL-k577vdWWXfUNjlN0Al7v0v3hzKkBBJ7V3wdav1aXZPZc8as8Wn4iwZfLoMpvZqCoAJcChkwZtIA6FRddyr1xpxqEXys16/s1600/Max+Klinger.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9k6Dp5V35wb6hYgVZDwOwBFHm9dzePSWss871DjYt3eyCtL-k577vdWWXfUNjlN0Al7v0v3hzKkBBJ7V3wdav1aXZPZc8as8Wn4iwZfLoMpvZqCoAJcChkwZtIA6FRddyr1xpxqEXys16/s400/Max+Klinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602429501937879106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">10 Max Klinger, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Glove</span></span><span style="color:#FF0000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uyeurpyM4RWq-j_YDgCkBHG-qFA6j5xwZK9KYYNu42SV855HD1XnzZUVNwNEHqplbXpIwIt4cMPdWrTza9f8S6DAOA_8BwQqu0LC4vnq4dTc3kgROJTfURO9lf5F1Ii_qHjGUHHE50LJ/s1600/10+Peter+Liversidge%252C+The+Glove.jpeg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uyeurpyM4RWq-j_YDgCkBHG-qFA6j5xwZK9KYYNu42SV855HD1XnzZUVNwNEHqplbXpIwIt4cMPdWrTza9f8S6DAOA_8BwQqu0LC4vnq4dTc3kgROJTfURO9lf5F1Ii_qHjGUHHE50LJ/s400/10+Peter+Liversidge%252C+The+Glove.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602526507454892594" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">10 Peter Liversidge, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Glove</span><span><br />carved marble, 2011</span><br /></span><span style="color:#FF0000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-bboItxupNKe1hUXuZICJx4NwM6-aqBaloLJaHeLtLpQOwgCWMFOyZa4fDhMZQbKAOg3PdIKxD5QGFlJUvIlWvf40uOA5DExOL7kUUMRJBuDzr7B6p6npdXG5xKxH3Kzi9FK6Ml-F5xr/s1600/KLINGER+ADD+1.JPG"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-bboItxupNKe1hUXuZICJx4NwM6-aqBaloLJaHeLtLpQOwgCWMFOyZa4fDhMZQbKAOg3PdIKxD5QGFlJUvIlWvf40uOA5DExOL7kUUMRJBuDzr7B6p6npdXG5xKxH3Kzi9FK6Ml-F5xr/s400/KLINGER+ADD+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602429513389435506" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#FF0000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > <span style="font-size:85%;">10 Alec Finlay, The Glove (I), 2011</span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHU364VIgDBBNYxFaStWMXrqhcjsx_DwCGmjYKOsB3mOcQEX05lFfvNAvtp8Ds4vEe-17euCSjcPorp6JIq1J9DNVm5qFvQI4kl7nC8KrTFEFHUQHfl8OTTIOJW5jmmrpR_ZJvHd0tCFP/s1600/KLINGER+ADD+2.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHU364VIgDBBNYxFaStWMXrqhcjsx_DwCGmjYKOsB3mOcQEX05lFfvNAvtp8Ds4vEe-17euCSjcPorp6JIq1J9DNVm5qFvQI4kl7nC8KrTFEFHUQHfl8OTTIOJW5jmmrpR_ZJvHd0tCFP/s400/KLINGER+ADD+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602429503037362034" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">10 </span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#FF0000;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">Alec Finlay, The Glove (II) , 2011</span><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jeremy</span><br /><br />Alice and I are off to the CCA for the opening of Jeremy Millar’s show <a href="http://www.cca-glasgow.com/page=236B7D10-868E-4F86-A306909B378E5655&eventid=11DBF187-5E77-432D-84C99D2E7D9AF940">Resemblances, Sympathies and Other Acts</a>. There I compare ailments with Maris and catch up with old friends, like Christine Borland & Ross Sinclair of Kilcreggan.<br /><br />This photograph of Jeremy’s was taken in the family compound of the renowned dancer and choreographer I Wayan Dibia, in Denpasar, Bali. Being after WCW, it’s a perfect waymarker to Gerry and Morven’s hutter garden.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVmmQ-8v_dMhugPelF4nI_WzrzuOYiLWPzws6TihpcKtp7UbQ8EBLKmElLYv0e230tKMMN5NX7CdeceSQi1mDRH5ouiODcwzWIGMzcfnNAqztqXw0irfNVwj14EaQ7Eh76ZTP181pmSLAX/s1600/The+Red+Wheelbarrow+%2528after+WCW%2529%252C+2011.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVmmQ-8v_dMhugPelF4nI_WzrzuOYiLWPzws6TihpcKtp7UbQ8EBLKmElLYv0e230tKMMN5NX7CdeceSQi1mDRH5ouiODcwzWIGMzcfnNAqztqXw0irfNVwj14EaQ7Eh76ZTP181pmSLAX/s400/The+Red+Wheelbarrow+%2528after+WCW%2529%252C+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600973264928427218" border="0" /></a><br />10 The Red Wheelbarrow (after WCW), 2011<br />Jeremy Millar, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">for Jeremy</span><br /><br />the path from making<br />to accepting<br />begins with making<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jim</span><br /><br />I’ve always loved Jim Hamlyn’s Shorthand Basho project. He and his pal David Bellingham have played with many codes, including the greatest code of all, the alphabet. The thing that’s just right with Jim’s Basho is how they look to our eyes, the very fact of our ignorance of shorthand & of Japanese allows the free-floating brush of the eyes over the page. Their compressive squiggles are so Basho and so not, whether following Gregg’s method or Pitman’s.<br /><br />None of the hokku from the oku are included in Jim’s book, but he kindly agreed to translate the first from station 10, one of the perfect examples of lyrical-ordinariness, hutness.<br /><br />less than five-foot square<br />thatched abode <br /><br />a pity to put up at all<br />but there is rain<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExG-wOgUAwUrpmacLuz45x9dfoOKBGHfHoMbtwpkQy_Qw_lrXsT4I-gipVr-wgPs2qmaOWHL4POwa5gD5-mhyphenhyphenCei_TbGOZ2hielOhJQ8GjEGWYq19lODyf22e9-MWelP_NlDylfSq53JJ/s1600/shorthand+Basho.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExG-wOgUAwUrpmacLuz45x9dfoOKBGHfHoMbtwpkQy_Qw_lrXsT4I-gipVr-wgPs2qmaOWHL4POwa5gD5-mhyphenhyphenCei_TbGOZ2hielOhJQ8GjEGWYq19lODyf22e9-MWelP_NlDylfSq53JJ/s400/shorthand+Basho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600647520803503250" border="0" /></a><br />10 Shorthand Basho (Pitman)<br />Jim Hamlyn, with Lise Bratton, 2011<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgee4UGpDxVrOAE6D__gTXA1YQjAfYJhp_G0T4rl-m_3bSiSzxsh2NYIcm9DVYTcIEmHz5MmheLdLnvOb8UAeU9kiKPIeXQgYoCbxWdFxIYW5CxfdxWyO7kUMQU7rYj-y3oAke96vroqeZu/s1600/Basho+Shorthand+%2528Gregg%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgee4UGpDxVrOAE6D__gTXA1YQjAfYJhp_G0T4rl-m_3bSiSzxsh2NYIcm9DVYTcIEmHz5MmheLdLnvOb8UAeU9kiKPIeXQgYoCbxWdFxIYW5CxfdxWyO7kUMQU7rYj-y3oAke96vroqeZu/s400/Basho+Shorthand+%2528Gregg%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600578687542089618" border="0" /></a><br />Shorthand Basho (Gregg)<br />Jim Hamlyn, with Anne Moore, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gerry</span><br /><br />The hut was here before the garden, but there is no doubt that it grew by the same process of accretion, of borrowing and making do and mending.<br /><br />The major problem here over the years has been the deer. When we arrived at the hut, there were two terraces behind it. They must have been sunnier then; it’s surprising how the trees have grown in the seventy odd years since the hut was built and those terraces levelled and dug and manured. The rhododendrons which may have been entirely absent then had trunks as big as my forearms by the time we took on the hut.<br /><br />One terrace remains to this day as it was planted: blackcurrants. The other is totally shaded, but was, I’m guessing, for potatoes. Both easily grown crops needing not a huge amount of cultivation. Neither attractive to deer. Or rabbits.<br /><br />The garden to the south was entirely taken over in spring by paths bordered with narcissi. Under the trees (field maple, sycamore, birch) carpets of snowdrops, then ferns, then nettles – the nettles pointing to further old cultivation this side of the stone dyke remains where they grow.<br /><br />Our gathering of plants has tended towards the Enlightenment ideal of utility. By which I mean of course, edibility. So the quinces are from Bowling – before the gentrification of the little harbour, the Basin - there were thickets of quince whose fruits we would pick to make cotignac (the name I much prefer to our own insipid and slightly inaccurate translation: quince jelly). Before the cooking, the fruits would fill the entire house with their fragrance, placed all over in bowls for that very purpose. I collected seeds one year, as I do for many plants, then forgot about them for the entire winter. The next spring, I discovered them germinating in a plastic bag at the hut. I also discovered that the Bowling trees had been cut down to make way for mown grass and rubbish bins. The little saplings were nurtured and are slowly becoming a deerproof thorny hedge, along with the holly sapling rescued from a city park’s over-zealous weeding gardener. The bay tree at the open end of that hedge was given by Glasgow Botanic Gardens, but last winter’s deep and prolonged freezing, together with the loss of all its leaves to the deer, I think has finally ended its life. If a poacher discovers ready flavoured venison, he’ll know where it came from.<br /><br />In fact this combination of hard winters here and the hunger of an overpopulation of deer, savages most plants. The rhubarb, nothing touches. It too was rescued and divided from one sad specimen in total shade between the terraces. It thrives year on year. The two currants now in the great circle of apple trees were the gift of a friend. I’ll get to grips with the old currant bed soon, but this year potted some self-layered currants from there.<br /><br />Other gifts include sort of edible herbs: the tansy, the lovage and the angelica, all too strong-tasting for deer or rabbits; though that’s what I thought about the bay. Parsley’s a problem, but the mint from a former empty city lot (now a new school) is romping.<br /><br />And the apples. All old Scottish varieties from that master organic grower John Butterworth in Ayr. They came as bare rooted maiden standards some years ago. Last year was the first proper cropping. This year’s blossoms suggest the yield might be even better. These are grown in as wide a circle as ground allows. Just last year, though, we planted four more in a small arc inside this circle. Space dictates that these last are on M26 rootstock, meaning they would only grow to a maximum of nine feet or so, but we’ll be training them as intertwining espaliers. All are fenced against barking by deer, though the new ones had their buds nipped this spring.<br /><br />Just as the carpenter’s hammer – the one he’s had for thirty years (though it’s had three new handles and a new head) - so the hut and its garden. The constant through all this has been a practicality of outlook: growing food as well as the roses that someone lovingly planted at the eastern stone wall.<br />The other constant – more constant than the human hut dwellers –are the birds and mammals that walk through the garden – and through the hut – dwelling there, inhabiting; as well as the edible wild plants. More of it all is tastier to those creatures than to us. But we’re happy to share the abundance.<br /><br />(from Gerry’s blog <a href="http://carbeth.blogspot.com/">the unfinished hut</a>)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ruth</span><br /><br />We drive into Carbeth via the big house and stable block, where artist Ruth Macdougall – Ruth of the coracle, whose Grandfather ran the Estate – has hung seven white wooden swings for the hutters.<br /><br />divide people into<br />those who are for the mountains<br />those who are for the sea<br /><br />I am for the mountains<br />but that does not mean<br />abandoning water<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9lxNrRHvaui79oK9U4CI9_L47gvNyxywfXkyX9NnS4MpJkm6vv4YnykPov9LNFPjRJr4uAGDtlhK7USdh3lgJuepRf_7hkMyV568ZGDF8SnF83wN0Y-LdrrzALeN7-bTvs3lGjQ2Kd0js/s1600/ruth++SCREENLA.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9lxNrRHvaui79oK9U4CI9_L47gvNyxywfXkyX9NnS4MpJkm6vv4YnykPov9LNFPjRJr4uAGDtlhK7USdh3lgJuepRf_7hkMyV568ZGDF8SnF83wN0Y-LdrrzALeN7-bTvs3lGjQ2Kd0js/s400/ruth++SCREENLA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604696035779971618" border="0" /></a><br /> 10 Ruth Macdougall, 'Poolside Utopia', 2002<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGVq87k_bheR27Ku8VwJQn15yosTJCqIetryPSnvDxB-3OlX1LDsd6AHx34g8x1WhWhCH6lXDGaUtQYIVBeKsQSGbjHgbf09UBAUb4UFvTosXHuMvCO5B_-s8TTrk3wQILA9t9aOSJOh-/s1600/ruth+swim+pool+4.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGVq87k_bheR27Ku8VwJQn15yosTJCqIetryPSnvDxB-3OlX1LDsd6AHx34g8x1WhWhCH6lXDGaUtQYIVBeKsQSGbjHgbf09UBAUb4UFvTosXHuMvCO5B_-s8TTrk3wQILA9t9aOSJOh-/s400/ruth+swim+pool+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604696041068929970" border="0" /></a><br />10 Carbeth swimming pond, Blanefield<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTVUCMqLTR6yrO8Eb9NH85jcAehjOs2SeAECD_I6F8AYKDtoNg4lTZo8JCMg7XZm5r5xZ_dM46-Ikmc-dcnpTSN5m0omo41M8hIPtFHWqD-hcaIrn0OgCPrS_kdfUSftJX1-eHqPkiikE/s1600/ruth+me.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTVUCMqLTR6yrO8Eb9NH85jcAehjOs2SeAECD_I6F8AYKDtoNg4lTZo8JCMg7XZm5r5xZ_dM46-Ikmc-dcnpTSN5m0omo41M8hIPtFHWqD-hcaIrn0OgCPrS_kdfUSftJX1-eHqPkiikE/s400/ruth+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604696036036594226" border="0" /></a><br />10 Ruth Macdougall in the Curach, 2010<br />for her ongoing project, <a href="http://humblyband.wordpress.com/">Humblyband</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">G-E-R-R-Y</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />C-H-O-M-E-I</span><br /><br />The dew evaporates from my sixty years,<br />I have built my last house, or hovel,<br />a hunter’s bivouac, an old<br />silkworm’s cocoon:<br />ten feet by ten, seven high: and I,<br />reckoning it a lodging not a dwelling,<br />omitted the usual foundation ceremony.<br /><br />I have filled the frames with clay,<br />set hinges at the corners;<br />easy to take it down and carry it away<br />when I get bored with this place.<br />Two barrowloads of junk<br />and the cost of a man to shove the barrow,<br />no trouble at all.<br /><br />Since I have trodden Hino mountain<br />noon has beaten through the awning<br />over my bamboo balcony, evening<br />shone on Amida.<br />I have shelved my books above the window,<br />lute and mandolin near at hand,<br />piled bracken and a little straw for bedding,<br />a smooth desk where the light falls, stove for bramblewood.<br />I have gathered stones, fitted<br />stones for a cistern, laid bamboo<br />pipes. No woodstack,<br />wood enough in the thicket.<br /><br />from 'Chomei to Toyama'<br />translated by Basil Bunting<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Peter</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfCNpmWUpG6Ps-EuVHtz-F2TDA87MljTgh9cPEB_9AcXKUM6l4vFyB0mjOE7YpAG5JvgpREkKUYOWehE8UAdi-MBDc925k4Tp0h254a-E25bejBcyRxTdbU8RPs4wjxjyBlxAbcv-OtfJ/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfCNpmWUpG6Ps-EuVHtz-F2TDA87MljTgh9cPEB_9AcXKUM6l4vFyB0mjOE7YpAG5JvgpREkKUYOWehE8UAdi-MBDc925k4Tp0h254a-E25bejBcyRxTdbU8RPs4wjxjyBlxAbcv-OtfJ/s400/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592418872757610178" border="0" /></a><br />10 Peter Manson<br />Photograph by Morven Gregor, 2010<br /><br />The writer who has done most to extend the mapping of language in Scotland in recent years is Peter Manson and, as so much of his work is a series of departures, so this greater Glasgow station is an appropriate terminus for this recent project. It extends his Adjunct: an Undigest, the <span style="font-style: italic;">I remember</span> of our era.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Latitude 55 degrees 52.6 minutes North, Longitude 4 degrees 16 minutes West</span><br /><br />What hath God wrought.<br /><br />The top part of the skull is partly skeletal but the chin is perfect and the rest of the body is well preserved.<br /><br />Chamfort is the very exemplar of the botched suicide. Unable to tolerate the prospect of being imprisoned once more, in September 1793 he locked himself into his office and shot himself in the face. The pistol malfunctioned and he did not die even though he shot off his nose and part of his jaw. He then repeatedly stabbed his neck with a paper cutter, but failed to cut an artery. He finally used the paper cutter to stab himself in the chest. He dictated to those who came to arrest him the well-known declaration <span style="font-style: italic;">Moi, Sebastien-Roch Nicolas de Chamfort, déclare avoir voulu mourir en homme libre plutôt que d'être reconduit en esclave dans une maison d'arrêt </span>which he signed in a firm hand and in his own blood. His butler found him unconscious in a pool of blood. From then until his death at Paris the following year, he suffered intensely and was attended to by a gendarme, whom he paid a crown a day.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Un coup de dés jamais n’abolira le hasard</span>: just because you’ve been given a year to live doesn’t mean you won’t be run over by a bus tomorrow.<br /><br />Tardive decay.<br /><br />Panamanian night monkey.<br /><br />This pyrophorus benign death /u/.<br /><br />By torsion of a single nut.<br /><br />A tact son civil in clothes adrenopause.<br /><br />A thimble-blow.<br /><br />But I<span style="font-style: italic;"> like</span> looking stupid.<br /><br />Truncated head of an elephant.<br /><br />Sub-laugh.<br /><br />Voyager’s monobrow.<br /><br />Colour of the day: Teal.<br /><br />The bishop evokes with a shock.<br /><br />The 41-year-old victim was found by police near Taggart’s Jaguar dealership, in Maryhill. They tried to save his life by giving him first aid at the scene in Hopehill Road until paramedics arrived. The man was taken to the city's Western Infirmary but later died. Believed to be aged in his 20s, the man was found fatally injured and unconscious at around 2.30am.<br /><br />An animation of rain on the Lidl barometer.<br /><br />Two men in clown suits drive through the terminal door of Glasgow Airport in a pedal car whose doors fall off. The car, and the clowns, catch fire.<br /><br />The Savage Duck.<br /><br />Hello: I hope that to the receipt of this letter one is well of health and animos. my name is white Jesus; I naci in the appraised city of Tanger, but, todavia do not know it so that sali alli very early age; my mother I leave to me in the city of Tarifa(espania) when tapeworm two anios; todavia I am looking for my father, but I do not have any news of. my mother is called White Mercedes Rooms, she also is Tangerina, and I could find it with the age of 23 anuses, in the world of prostitution in Barcelona; he said to me that my father is called Joaquin Corbacho Elias, but nonencounter nothing with that name, asi that not if said to the truth or me to me enganio, in any case of a woman asi can one be waited for any thing -. I feel like very orguyoso of being Tangerino and treatment to look for but my root, and also to include/understand that wonderful world that people tell me of the city where naci. in fact I not so that this is aSI SO THAT I FEEL the THINGS THAT I FEEL WHEN I HEAR the NAME OF tANGER, BUT BELIEVE THAT ALGUN DAY and WITH YOUR AID I CAN GET TO INCLUDE/UNDERSTAND IT; I BELIEVE THAT I NEED TO KNOW MAS OF THIS CITY, AND TO HAVE MAS CONTACT WITH TANGERINOS; THIS I BELIEVE THAT IT HELPED TO KNOW MAS ME OF MY SAME ONE. ALSO I MEAN TO HIM, THAT IF CAN GIVE ME TO ALGUN DATA OR ALG0O THAT CAN REMEMBER OF MY MOTHER OR IF CONOPCIO TO MY FATHER, PLEASE AYUDEME IN WHICH CAN, I ESTARE AQUI HOPING YOUR NEWS, AND WANT TO THANK FOR OF ALL HEART THE ONE TO THEM THAT ESTEIS AQUI IN THIS PAGINA SO THAT WE PRUNED TO COMMUNICATE TO US. A STRONG HUG AND THAT GOD BLESSES TO HIM ABUNDANTLY. A FRIEND,!UN TANGERINO THAT DELAY TO EET AGAIN ITS ROOTS. I WAIT FOR ITS NEWS!!!...<br /><br />An improperly handled human defecation resulted in a tomato plant taking root which was also destroyed.<br /><br />Death and the Standing Nude.<br /><br />Low Uptake Mars Chlamydia Testing.<br /><br />A free, open source ontology editor.<br /><br />The Latin name, Juglans, derives from Jovis glans, "Jupiter's acorn": figuratively, a nut fit for a god.<br /><br />The wood of the European Beech rots easily if it is not protected by a tar based on a distillate of its own bark (as used in railway sleepers).<br /><br />Tuna fisheries facing a cod-like collapse.<br /><br />However, shadow children, schools and families secretary Michael Gove said new laws were not the answer.<br /><br />SOLAR OUTAGE<br /><br />Most Sky viewers will lose their pictures and sound for a few minutes each day over the next couple of weeks as a result of "solar outage". This occurs twice a year when the sun passes directly behind the broadcast satellites. The signal from the satellites is overwhelmed by the microwaves sent out by the sun which become concentrated in the viewers' satellite dish. The solar outage will not damage satellite dishes or equipment. The time and degree of the outage depends on location and dish size. It is anticipated that signals from Astra will be lost in the London area for around 15 minutes at about 10:00 daily between February 24 and March 8.<br /><br />Newgrange is best known for the illumination of its passage and chamber by the winter solstice sun. Above the entrance to the passage at Newgrange there is a opening called a roof-box. This baffling orifice held a great surprise for those who unearthed it. Its purpose is to allow sunlight to penetrate the chamber on the shortest days of the year, around December 21, the winter solstice. At dawn, from December 19th to 23rd, a narrow beam of light penetrates the roof-box and reaches the floor of the chamber, gradually extending to the rear of the passage. As the sun rises higher, the beam widens within the chamber so that the whole room becomes dramatically illuminated. This event lasts for 17 minutes, beginning around 9am.<br /><br />Mallarmé by one of his breasts.<br /><br />Mmm… slightly geeky women.<br /><br />Stereotactic aids to shotgun suicide (pastoral dialogue / running heads).<br /><br />The team thinks the bolide was a dense object, about 3 feet (about 1 meter) across with a mass of about 4,000 pounds (1.8 tonnes). This would be like squeezing an adult elephant down to the size of an armchair.<br /><br />Peers Crease.<br /><br />Tallow Cape.<br /><br />Anatole 0 France 1 (Hamilton Academicals v. St. Mirren, match postponed).<br /><br />Moth surname.<br /><br />Long term monitoring of arterial hardness will help you understand your arterial hardening trend.<br /><br />Photocoypu.<br /><br />Bilabong seizure satchel.<br /><br />White Juice Extractor.<br /><br />It’s emerged that virulent H5N1 bird flu was sent out by accident from an Austrian lab last year and given to ferrets in the Czech Republic before anyone realised.<br /><br />Fungus devastates “chicken” frog.<br /><br />Yew topiary.<br /><br />The man who drew Pooh.<br /><br />The infant Christ’s nakedness and the manner in which he strokes his mother’s chin emphasise his humanity and the role he will play as an adult.<br /><br />We could use a mouse in a werewolf foetus suit.<br /><br />Chlorotic red lollipop Gymnocalycium.<br /><br />Fair Isle: In reality virtually unforgettable!<br /><br />He worked at a variety of odd jobs while struggling for success in music, burdened with medical expenses resulting from his son's defective esophagus.<br /><br />Fat-tailed sheep, you make the rockin’ world go round.<br /><br />Seminary = stud farm.<br /><br />Tin cry.<br /><br />www.funmeninges.com.<br /><br />Death, permanent cessation of vitality in the whole of the tissues of the body of an animal or plant. The immediate cause of death may be (1) <span style="font-style: italic;">syncope</span>, sudden heart failure, due to disease of the heart or circulatory system, or to shock reacting on the heart through the nervous system; (2) <span style="font-style: italic;">asthenia</span>, gradual heart failure from weakening of the whole system by wasting disease or toxins in fevers, etc.; (3) <span style="font-style: italic;">asphyxia</span>, when air is prevented from entering the lungs, as in drowning, suffocation, etc; (4) <span style="font-style: italic;">coma</span>, unconsciousness due to a brain lesion or poisoning of the brain through its blood supply, by, e.g., opium or alcohol. Death may, of course, be due to a combination of two or more of the above four modes. The signs of death include cessation of circulation and respiration, lowering of the body temperature; if a cut is made, the edges of the wound collapse instead of gaping as in life; rigidity of the muscles, or <span style="font-style: italic;">rigor mortis</span>, comes on some time after death, and lasts for twenty-four or thirty-six hours, commencing at the face and neck; livid colours appear in the parts of the body which are lowest, depending on its position, and, later, a greenish colour appears on the abdomen.<br /><br />In some animals, a failure to burp successfully can be fatal.<br /><br />The phrase is now the focus of a legal battle between Pull My Finger and iFart over the use of the phrase.<br /><br />On the day, I wore a dark brown t-shirt with a shallow v-neck, which I think might be saying “Only the shit in me exists”, with an arrow indicating the shit. I think this is progress. I'm told there’s a deleted scene on the DVD of Roger Corman’s “The Man with X-Ray Eyes” where Ray Milland attends a party and all he can see is a roomful of n-shaped coils of shit interacting at waist height.<br /><br />Igitur, tur, tur, push pineapple shake the tree.<br /><br />The flesh is sad, alas, and I ate all the pies.<br /><br />Buy One Get One FREE Insect Killer Promo Pack.<br /><br />Isn’t it a lovely day to get a clot in the brain.<br /><br />Ovigami, n. ancient symbolist art of sheep-folding.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Where </span>did Dowson find harlots cheaper than hotels?<br /><br />When the child of <span style="font-style: italic;">Le Livre</span> wants to eat the lady, a voice tells him “No”.<br /><br />Excuse me, are you the Real Radio renegade?<br /><br />Upload me to the web and throw me away.<br /><br />When you’re in love with a beautiful woman, it’s flaccid.<br /><br />To avoid suffocation keep away from children.<br /><br />Surely everyone gives their country as “U.S. minor outlying islands?”<br /><br />Forlorn! the very word is like a foghorn.<br /><br />Habitat Sorry for Iran Tweeting.<br /><br />Scoria of metals in fusion.<br /><br />Phyllis Mangina is the head women’s basketball coach at Seton Hall University.<br /><br />Clog Almanac.<br /><br />As early as 1917, it was known that an extract of cow pineal glands lightened frog skin.<br /><br />* 23 h 46 Temps universel coordonné<br /><br />cq cq cq de ffu ffu ffu<br />f/cl down broadcast =<br />this is our final cry on 500 khz before eternal silence stop<br />nearly all the century round ffu has provided w/t svc at the tip of brittany stop<br />thank you all for good kii good cooperation over decades and best wishes to those remaining on air stop<br />good bye from all at brest le conquet radio stop<br />silent key for ever stop<br />adieu 31 01 1997 / 2348 gmt b de ffu + + va. ...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations</span><br /><br />Gerry Loose Links: <a href="http://saariseasons.blogspot.com/">Saari seasons</a>; <a href="http://carbeth.blogspot.com/">Carbeth: the unfinished hut</a>; <a href="http://www.gerryloose.com/">Gerry's website</a><br /><br />Gerry’s ‘dew/map’ is published by <a href="http://www.essencepress.co.uk/">Essence Press</a>; his ‘starworks is published by <a href="http://www.longhousepoetry.com/">Longhouse</a><br /><br />Morven Gregor’s website: <a href="http://www.fotomomo.co.uk/">fotomomo<br /></a><br />Alice Ladenburg’s <a href="http://aliceladenburg.com/">website</a><br /><br />Jeremy Millar’s exhibition at the CCA, Glasgow: <a href="http://www.cca-glasgow.com/page=236B7D10-868E-4F86-A306909B378E5655&eventid=11DBF187-5E77-432D-84C99D2E7D9AF940">Resemblances, Sympathies and Other Acts</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.hamlynart.f2s.com/lightbox.htm">Jim Hamlyn</a>’s Shorthand Basho is available from WAX366, Glasgow<br /><br />Jim Hamlyn’s blog: <a href="http://thoughtsonartandteaching.blogspot.com/#axzz1HvHQXbOp">Thoughts on Art and Teaching</a><br /><br />Peter Manson’s <a href="http://www.petermanson.com/">website</a><br /><br />Ruth MacDougall's <a href="http://www.ruthmacdougall.info/">website</a>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-4210114268735699052011-04-12T05:46:00.000-07:002011-05-23T02:12:56.841-07:00(49) Bharpa Langais<span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Our </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Temple Eiheiji</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> is Bharpa Langais, N</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">orth Uist</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">T-E-M-P-L</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">-E E-I-H-E-I-J-I</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">B-H-A-R-P-A L-A-N-G-A-I-S</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">North Uist</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1Dlm_dsZMZbFT5MaAu2sYtmLj559uRBxxXR0KJVQoR3Ooqy0oHQ983QHxplRiXtrldoCMO2o5MntPxxz1-3EM481bC7F-5vzkUGKOVikJ0pmn8XNTm2i7-i6dIf4KsqrSq7aOdNEjI8/s320/49+CN+111+Freedom+%28Oban%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482621359880874162" border="0" /></span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 CN 111 (Oban)</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Basho’s friend Hokushi, from Kanazawa, is our C</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">olin Will, poet, botanist and publisher, from Sunny Dunny (Dunbar). The voyage out from Oban is flat calm, but</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> Colin regales us with storm stories from this Winter past, when the full moon coincided with high tide and the sea wreaked havoc.</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">a green keepsake</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">of ivy on the face</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">of Dunollie</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">From the CalMac ferr</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">y nosing through the inland sea we look south to our Matsushima (station 26), Kerrera, Scarba, Luing and Jura. Over Morven, a first glimpse of the Cuillin of Rhum and the Cuillin ridge on Skye, as clear as this. Up the coast </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">of</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> Ardnamurchan, to station 52, </span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/52-lochailort.html"><span class="Apple-style-span">Lochailort</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">, and imagining further up the strand, 27, </span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/27-sandaig.html"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sandaig</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhum, Eigg, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Canna</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">land takes up so much</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">of this Inland Sea</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">We will come to Uist twice, so thi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">s record is half. North Uist’s unique for its interlacing lochs – salt and fresh – which poke their fingers into peninsulas, islands and causeways. How can this ancient banded rock not know when it’s land?</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzVb1Si1shQVg1cnVpJORbYKSpT0y3dnT6Ur-GGk5YpN5FywPRlt6FbhHlOS3zXQLMorCd2z55JRUPPIWFUKvP1JkYBPwErQ6RO8D5i1a5gW9lzmEFCk2mlZA-LFP5XLC892I8gXK4d4Q/s320/49+Trans-Uist+Canoeists+%7C+Obisary,+Eabhal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482642358009216594" border="0" /></span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Trans-Uist Canoeist</span></span><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span">photograph by Chris Drury, 2010<br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">UIST</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">ROCK</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">INUIT</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">ROLL</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Andy MacKinnon</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We stayed at Marnie’s place, over the causeway to Bail Sear, with</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> a view of changeful Eabhal (‘island hill’) and its beautiful upslope.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">From the west beac</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">h we caught our first view of our Sado, St Kilda.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">from Ceardach Ruadh or Cnoc Burgh</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Hiort and Boraraigh are grey</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">hoops against a dun ocean</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ceardach Ruadh</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, beach at Bail Sear; </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Cnoc Burgh</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, hill on Berneray; </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Hiort, Boraraigh</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">St Kilda Isles.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Reading Beveridge, on the one day of rain, he g</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">ives a different picture of the interrupted landscape, describing a sea much lower in ancient times, bare</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> land transformed to the forest we know existed here, from peat records.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Bail Sear</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">the red light on Solaigh</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">can’t reach the drowned stones</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">of homes off Heisker</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">can’t penetrate the Princess’ vast forest</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">stretched from Harris to St Kilda</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">70 fathoms deep</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Heisker</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, flat skerry; </span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bale Sear</span></span></i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">, East Village; the name suggests there was formerly a West Village on the island, which would confirm the extent to which the sea has encroached, both on Bale Sear and the Monach Isles. Hebridean myth describes an ancient forest, a continent stretching from the Western Isles as far as St Kilda: See </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">North Uist</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, Erskine Beveridge (reprinted by Birlinn, 1999).</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Bharpa Langais</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I recorded a hokku by Dogen (tr. Sam Ham</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">mil) inside the dry-paved womb of Langais. In August we hope to squeeze Rhodri Davies and his small harp through the creep-hole, for Andy to record an improvisation on the song of the willow warbler, which sings in the woods over the hill (yes, a </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">wood</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, on Uist). When we come back in August we'll look for the willow warbler in the wood of Langais, for now heard in Chris Watson's recording, a memory of The Princess' Forest.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20willow%20warbler.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 audio: willow warbler</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Chris Watson, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoC4Dloj8jRPnvA47P0cBQ8ksGBTJsgUt5X45N15fmqF2qNwA2TtZENlYCWXpBZLfvVzT0vUyRq8sI_rvF0djEtRSAQ2jKzTSrcTQlBjoR7vIQu4EJuFRWy0yMpG3zEo8ftTu8U8Hc0RQ/s320/49+Bharpa+Langais+%7C++Eiheiji+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482622632349306114" border="0" /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Bharpa Langais </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">| Temple Eiheiji</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Andy Mackinnon</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20Bharpa%20Langais%20_%20Eiheiji.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 audio, hokku </span></a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20Bharpa%20Langais%20_%20Eiheiji.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span">| Bharpa Langais</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 28.V.10</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">barp, b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">arpha</span></span></i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">: from Anglo-Saxon, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">beor</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">g</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, bar</span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">row; a heap of stones; also </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">varpa</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, (Norse), throw, cast. Langais is distinctive in being a circular, not a long barrow. Measurements: 72ft diameter, 18ft high; </span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">passage orientated E</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">. There are 2, maybe 3, other </span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">hidden chambers here. </span></span><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Langais</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"> (‘long ridge’, Norse) is the finest of the </span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Neolithic tombs (</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Hebr</span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">idean Passage Graves)</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"> on Uist, built c. 5,000 years ago, making it one of the earliest standing buildings in Northern Europe – as Basho says, “1,000 li from Hoki”, in every way.<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></i></span><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US"><span lang="EN-US"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">To be so remote from: far from Edo, from Beijing, from Holyrood – as Iain Crichton Smith's dotty exile describes in his envoi in the idiom of a Tang master: "To Seamus MacDonald, now resident in Edinburgh - I am alone here ... There is nothing but sheep and large boulders ... What news from the frontier? Is Donald still Colonel? At night the moon is high over Claddach ... When shall we two meet again in thunder, lightning or in rain? The carrot and turnips are healthy, the Farmer's Weekly garrulous ... There is a man here who has been building a house for twenty years and a day ... I think I am going out of my mind..." (Chinese Poem).<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Basho describes the skyline at Eiheiji as </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">yamakage</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, 'mountain shadow'. From Bail Sear we look out on the eastern hills of Uist, Eabhal, Burrabhal, Li a Deas, Li a Tuath and to the north, peaks that belong to other islands, Reinebhall, Bleabhall and the great horses</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">hoe of An Cliseam. At Eiheiji, Basho pointedly asked the Abott, where is the simple hut f</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">or a poet-monk. We found</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> it on Uist in the newer chamber</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, </span><a href="http://chrisdrury.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Chri</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://chrisdrury.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">s Drury</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">’s magical </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Hut of Shadows.<br /><br /></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4NufyCA_uJ5syBt-paYChvSUdJ_DbpVrvGbqit6vkTYaQEjmJoa_GVm8_J2DhC8Ty85N0emvWszWwwJB-cKPHGx5yZSkl9SdIARFSkBVzf2xW4-nD3Vu3CC54ZiOLaPJIatcmC0N7Q9o/s320/49+Hut+of+Shadows,+Chris+Drury,+North+Uist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482643425267314962" border="0" /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 The Hut of Shadows, Chris Drury, North Uist</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">For now let Colin’s poem stand as a record of the rest of our stay on this our first ‘Sudrey’.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">25–29.V.10</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">The wild walk</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Birdsong woke me: the dawn chorus</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">seeped from room to room through the paper walls</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">of the old poet’s house. I drank tea and began</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">these notes on our journey.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We were four – Alec, Rebecca, Barney the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">dog</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and myself, long in years, rich in memories.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I did not want to make of this a ceremony</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">but there were elements – we adapted local custom,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">brought our crafts and knowledge to the tasks,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">learned as much as taught.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We travelled North and West, through the glens</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and sunlit mountains to the coast, then made the voyage</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">through the narrows between Mull and mainland,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">across a blue Minch to the lands the Norse called</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">the Southern Isles. Crossing causeways we met our guide</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and after a hundred Passing Places reached our cottage,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">on an island, off an island, off an island, off the home islands,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">the westmost point where our folk still live. Nothing beyond us</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">but white waves, green seas. Here we rested.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Then to Langais new wood, to meet our pupils,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">our young poets. We found our seven trees –</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">pines, rowan, juniper, and in the gash blasted</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">by the Great Storm of twenty-ought-five, a holly,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">defiant among death and destruction. Seven birds</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">sang in the trees, and on the ground we chose</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">seven plants. Their names, linked to points</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">on a magic map, will be woven in a cloth of poems.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">At the top of the wood lies a giant dolmen,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">its massive slab slumped beside its prone supports.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">This is one vertex of the Langais triangle,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">three stone mysteries l</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">eft by the old ones.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">A standing stone marks the mooring for sea-borne pilgrims.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Across the hilltop is the chambered cairn, a mound of pale stones.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We bow our he</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">ads below the lintel-stone</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and enter the emptied tomb on hands and knees,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">a form of reverence forced by circumstance,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">but I go no further than the entrance.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I am overcome with the certainty, deeply felt,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">that under the hill is no place for the living,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and I am not yet ready.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">My Eiheiji temple is the Hut of Shadows by Lochmaddy,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">a new thing, a stone chamber in the sound of the wind.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Here we sit, in total darkness, a form of zazen Dōgen</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">would have recognised. Slowly, as our eyes adjust,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">a picture from the world of light outside emerges,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">projected on the</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> opposite wall.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We draw our own conclusions.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">coda</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">After he returned home Colin sent me this message: "</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I went to the North Berwick poetry group meeting on Tuesday, and I was telling them about the project. One of the group, Andy Neustein, is a retired Forestry Commission scientist, now in his 70s. I mentioned that we thought the FC had planted Langais as an experimental plot, and Andy said, "I think I planted that wood."</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">notes</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Dōgen</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">: founder of the Soto Zen sect, which practises zazen – sitting meditation. He established the order at Eiheiji, whose temple </span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bashō visited. </span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Dōgen founded Eihei-ji in 1246 in the woods of rural Japan, far from the distractions of urban life.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.chrisdrury.co.uk/1/1a.html"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Hut of Shadows</span></a></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">: an artwork, featuring a camera obscura, built by Chris Drury on the shore at Lochmaddy (1997).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The poem is written in the Chinese ‘rivers and mountains’ (shan-shui) style, prominent between the 8</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><sup style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">th</span></sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> and 12</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><sup style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">th</span></sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> centuries.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">1.VI.10</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">(CW)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbG7oA7Da8aBe77P91V1VtVPYfiPaVjGyNHr-zRuhsGBXwkT8lw0VWR6J9W73Hg9nOUJ19fuT8TCqyQigUP7fJ631Tc8oMCCzz-18z7-Qaj0cWut3XzUNtQ2De3x3-GmHhjxLR1PFoDu8/s320/49+circle+poem+%28hills%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482918963061527778" border="0" /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 circle poem (hills)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">guide</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bharpa Langais is located on the moorland (57°34'14.03"N) (7°17'29.55"W), just passed the turn-off to Langass Lodge Hotel on the A867 to Lochmaddy. Further along this road is Langais Forest.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span">*</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span">****</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">*</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">****</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">*<br /><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Return to Langais</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">‘</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">I had the sensation I always have on Atlantic islands, in summertime, when the clouds pass quickly and light glints on the sea – a sense that the world is bringing itself into being moment</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> by moment. Arising and passing away in the same breath</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span">.’ </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">– Kathleen Jamie, ‘On Rona’</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Our return to Langais is at the ripe rowan end of summer</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span">Our </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span">venerable Hokushi from Kanazawa</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> is Rhodri Davies, our Rhodo, from the northern Welsh oku, no sword-sharpener, but master of the sharp blades of all forms of harp</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Our</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> Eiheiji, far-flung temple</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">, is still Bharpa Langais, by the new wood of North Uist</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Our </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">shared ritual</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> is </span><a href="http://www.rhodridavies.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodri</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">’s harp in the barp, seven of us squashed around the telyn, and then the wind-harp recorded on the hillside</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Departure & Arrival</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We meet Rhodri and Angharad, Rebecca and Paul, at Oban ferry-port, and there's time to stock up at the well-stocked Kitchen Garden. The sailing to Lochboisdale takes about 5 hours, so there's time for talk and rest.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_oMZ80by7eM7sKmaHizYi2fFpLeuGd1MpaoXuzXWTDC588oyH46Q_HrnzIxvn9dYjJtrDwYOywQGyYJtfBXYtxv9gRDB06A292akqEFcRdMIoMLRDZ_I-bkGYkOn8t3TfqIfsj8JVvVj/s1600/Sora%252C+Reba%252C+Rodo+pondering%252CCalmac.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd_oMZ80by7eM7sKmaHizYi2fFpLeuGd1MpaoXuzXWTDC588oyH46Q_HrnzIxvn9dYjJtrDwYOywQGyYJtfBXYtxv9gRDB06A292akqEFcRdMIoMLRDZ_I-bkGYkOn8t3TfqIfsj8JVvVj/s400/Sora%252C+Reba%252C+Rodo+pondering%252CCalmac.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574985553253286146" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Sora, Reba, Rhodo pondering, Calmac</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToKCyiGw7L181VCJfbEclprTKVgygalEgBG5IUleWhkavYDckLjRgRFdXpvcfI9bxQZnrRd4_S9250NHdUwmz32muONY0rsyvQ_Wm5mCvGogIDcwbxPMU8pqHZ97Rd280ua-dkmHGyTe9/s1600/Sora+dozing%252C+Calmac.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToKCyiGw7L181VCJfbEclprTKVgygalEgBG5IUleWhkavYDckLjRgRFdXpvcfI9bxQZnrRd4_S9250NHdUwmz32muONY0rsyvQ_Wm5mCvGogIDcwbxPMU8pqHZ97Rd280ua-dkmHGyTe9/s400/Sora+dozing%252C+Calmac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574986935472466194" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Sora dozing, Calmac</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTpfqEV7515QFcLOvwpCL2yqmN7N_WM6WRw3sukqVlE7r00lgtwjOEx0Gw1ZOJWXit7Y4G8Thq5AyU-H6bGNKnc733mmAGifgU6RHeb6q3OOWfUWQMxFhBIlwfRNn-5Hh91Mk1FndrsFY/s1600/49+CalMac+horizon.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTpfqEV7515QFcLOvwpCL2yqmN7N_WM6WRw3sukqVlE7r00lgtwjOEx0Gw1ZOJWXit7Y4G8Thq5AyU-H6bGNKnc733mmAGifgU6RHeb6q3OOWfUWQMxFhBIlwfRNn-5Hh91Mk1FndrsFY/s400/49+CalMac+horizon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574985549821518082" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 CalMac horizon</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I7bM8Q1iQK_8TRPgru1Seeg_CG2uBOGlbqDXeEj0NqRNvoOPOOf8p2DLMg1Gw2d3c2HuXG6tyzx5vH5LfbFlDOFwPp9pP6YsS-fDGkEIikqvVeYQOeH_HIK0XP3dxyQRz_VWGGNucg7W/s1600/circle+poem+%2528the+cuillin+appear%2529.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9I7bM8Q1iQK_8TRPgru1Seeg_CG2uBOGlbqDXeEj0NqRNvoOPOOf8p2DLMg1Gw2d3c2HuXG6tyzx5vH5LfbFlDOFwPp9pP6YsS-fDGkEIikqvVeYQOeH_HIK0XP3dxyQRz_VWGGNucg7W/s400/circle+poem+%2528the+cuillin+appear%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574985553590847010" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 circle poem (Vista of Rhum)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">('the Cuillin appear on Skye the Cuillin disappear on Rhum', AF, 2010)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010 (from the ferry)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrPBnIs8Mmp9YLpoKF-TmAUrv5YbygPe8pwmqRiWKzCOeyB3eBZkpI7MuUGlKDx6akqcg_3nCK0PMjIJfGaNFizMfCdUHzfJIippkRuxX3bmzSoF2Zc2eTPwCQP5JVOPRiBBZGQqffZzq/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Calmac+%2528I%2529.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrPBnIs8Mmp9YLpoKF-TmAUrv5YbygPe8pwmqRiWKzCOeyB3eBZkpI7MuUGlKDx6akqcg_3nCK0PMjIJfGaNFizMfCdUHzfJIippkRuxX3bmzSoF2Zc2eTPwCQP5JVOPRiBBZGQqffZzq/s400/hokku-label%252C+Calmac+%2528I%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600191440891866162" border="0" /></a><br />49 hokku-label<br />('flat light / deep calm / silver mirror', AF)<br />photograph by Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodo</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">One works alongside people, collaborates, out of love and curiosity; sometimes from the desire to be associated with their art, or – and the distinction is subtle – simply to be near their being. Hamish Fulton, Marcus Coates, Chris Watson, Gerry Loose, Linda France, these are folk I think of. I'd work with them anytime, anywhere; knowing the richness of sharing, their</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> calm, the pauses that allow ideas to clarify; the laughter that quickens around them. Kindness to.</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">And Rhodo, I invited him to Uist to share his company and watch his magic rub off on others, like the school-kids who he spent a day with, improvising on electric bagpipes, guitar and piano, Cornelius Cardew meets Jimmy Shand.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />This is the result, under and overtones of 4 birds in the wild wood, improvising on the score Rhodo prepared. Ceol, music, derives from piping, breath; the drone of the electric bagpipes to the fore.<br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20birds%2C%204%20birds.mp3">49 audio, 4 birds</a><br />Rhodri Davies with pupils of Carinish primary school<br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20birds%2C%20siskin.mp3">49 audio, siskin</a><br />Rhodri Davies with pupils of </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Carinish primary school</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodo had never been to the Hebrides, always wanted to. I could put that right, match-making ideas and gifts. He and Angharad will join us on Uist before they head up the long island to Lewis, where he hopes to hear some heterophony in the old style Gaelic psalms – </span><a href="http://www.bethesdahospice.co.uk/salm/media/t12.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span">salm</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> – cousin to the lining out you can still hear in Alabama churches. Dizzy Gillespie was a fan.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">telyn deires (for Rhodri Davies)<br /><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">grace</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span">............</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> bends<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span">.......................................... </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">the neck</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span">....................... .</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> bow of</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">And then together they’ll go on to Calanish.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76q6k3829JXvBaN08pUWKu5tIEFon8TlEnYSc2c-Kowwi1eUJbTa63MySY2YVWNc5p7O7ljlDlKdl4Za1yWruKPTHHkXP8DNG2IAsoHo135TqD9kOV_5kKRBeULgCEuLGSjLA_QOtGRKO/s1600/Rhodri+Calanish.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76q6k3829JXvBaN08pUWKu5tIEFon8TlEnYSc2c-Kowwi1eUJbTa63MySY2YVWNc5p7O7ljlDlKdl4Za1yWruKPTHHkXP8DNG2IAsoHo135TqD9kOV_5kKRBeULgCEuLGSjLA_QOtGRKO/s400/Rhodri+Calanish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593247771242245330" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Calanais</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodri Davies, 2010</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Between the surge of the salm and Rhodo’s harp, we’ve to let our ears lead us to the wood at Langais, where we’ll seek seven birds, and pair them with seven trees and seven flora, mapping an ecology of recovery, as the old pine plantation is revived with natives.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Our starting point for Rhodo’s improvisatory sessions with the school-kids, was Gaelic bird imitations, inspired by John Purser writings in his history of Scotland’s Music, and the examples he has gathered together for the museum at </span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/17-kilmartin.html"><span class="Apple-style-span">Kilmartin</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">the grouse</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">(nervous, frugal)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">lie down, lie down – sleep you won’t get any more til the morning</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">the thrush</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">(repeats every phrase)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">John, son of little Mary come home where to? your dinner</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">And the pre-Christian augural lament of the redshank.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />pill-eeuu, pill-eeuu …</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rather than work directly from birdsong Rhodo composes a rubric for each bird by translating their names into notes, piped in the style of their call.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />The score: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Langais%2C%20Rhodri%27s%20Score.pdf"><span class="Apple-style-span">7 birds</span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodri Davies, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />And the recordings<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">1 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20chaffinch_1-2.aif">chaffinch</a></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />2 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20crossbill_1-2.aif">crossbill</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">3 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20goldcrest_1-2.aif">goldcrest</a><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">4 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20robin_1-2.aif">robin</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">5 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20siskin_1-2.aif">siskin</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">6 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20stonechat_1-2.aif">stonechat</a><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">7 <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20willowwarbler_1-2.aif">willow warbler</a></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">(Performances Rhodri Davies, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br />Recordings </span><span><span><span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Andy MacKinnon, 2010</span></span></span></span></span></span>)<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Basho and Sora, &tc.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhepdXMZ-DGSchC8IBJFXV6OOm6dABfhBnZnp-4kB6hrLr7m7MAIzTpuj2QqnKFZYU3EA_bnxF2XolQ_8w3B2JoIfCgqcfCgtB1xSG7JgBWw4sC8skWYDjdy-c_Aw4jBkOwnu8EDJK6TWFA/s1600/49+Moorcroft+Bunkhouse+view.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhepdXMZ-DGSchC8IBJFXV6OOm6dABfhBnZnp-4kB6hrLr7m7MAIzTpuj2QqnKFZYU3EA_bnxF2XolQ_8w3B2JoIfCgqcfCgtB1xSG7JgBWw4sC8skWYDjdy-c_Aw4jBkOwnu8EDJK6TWFA/s400/49+Moorcroft+Bunkhouse+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574985556166068338" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Bunkhouse view</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">We divide into two parties, the northeners – Sora & Barno, Rhodri & Angharad – lodged in the Old Courthouse in Lochmaddy. The southerners – Basho, Rebecca and Paul – lodged in a bunkhouse, plainspoken name Moorcroft.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">We northeners caught a moon in the fingered lochans, another in the yellow-flag pond, and a big one fallen </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">in the harbour,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> fit for 'the loch of wolves'.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVjrs3iRMFqfK9jvmqbhmIAA3TXFrPMZCB5u43eKnxOk2rkyxPir7io2QMaD8241P71M2n1L1jVrxmnlq8tJo_a2lYCZx8gxUDNVV1e0_Fllx3zP4yrZdEZRI9DjjWmquK6kjDen0Xbxh6/s1600/Rhodri+moon+4.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqmT7AgDWn78kmQEKHelkdHvSETNMeck2mWMvb8fFUAc7ndXQBpJZxHE0b1bJHQZsxtPWsNVCqzYk8Wo_A69yCjnlo9LvmZrUYj1yIaHhErPS5AE8P6EXR6egzEoDT3FFnqZpCgTxkhiD/s400/Norman%2527s+Flowers+%2528sea+soaked%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594314524988046994" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 print</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Norman Macleod, 2010<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div> <!--EndFragment--> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span">Return to the Barp</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FqTijk8k787ABZEdt-krlUN493GCs_HenLsQ5pyUQ_gC1EY8bU8YpnYX8gFKbEYrCM-mKA_bM79JA9FrlGJzuT0-SaOrwufyd9yxcM-kxMxg52coRWgkvfvoUwPWugGIJHy_XGdRsuP5/s1600/barpa+langais+2004.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FqTijk8k787ABZEdt-krlUN493GCs_HenLsQ5pyUQ_gC1EY8bU8YpnYX8gFKbEYrCM-mKA_bM79JA9FrlGJzuT0-SaOrwufyd9yxcM-kxMxg52coRWgkvfvoUwPWugGIJHy_XGdRsuP5/s400/barpa+langais+2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594314532166562434" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">49 Bharpa Langais, July 2004<br />Ken Cockburn, 2004<br /><br />Later I drive back north, park by the Langass Lodge and walk on muddy paths via the stone circle – actually an elipsis – known as Pobull Fhinn (Finn's People) past the wood to Bharpa Langais, where we'll record later in the week. It's a walk I did six years ago on a family holiday: after lunch at the Lodge.</span> </div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">"we walked up to the standing stones, small, irregular, overgrown; and on to the chambered cairn, which appears as a heap of stones, but we crawled inside to find an uneven chamber constructed of very large placed stones, forming walls and roof. Sat inside a while with the girls, in the light from the entrance tunnel. On the hillside we came across a blue butterfly, a bright green caterpillar with green dots, a red-winged beetle, and a damsel-fly."</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D9WSPkX_OuYXJ2BcD933HOAE-YrzuSottFgyqe3T_It7bXz-sg6fHkse8sDR0MSEuNzHDurTA3zbBO5-g9VVM2rlDSCJeHRMme-Gz1jLPGbhfdbPb9HSRA0TMC-7MV4P2c3qbZo3LvmI/s1600/49+barpa+interior.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D9WSPkX_OuYXJ2BcD933HOAE-YrzuSottFgyqe3T_It7bXz-sg6fHkse8sDR0MSEuNzHDurTA3zbBO5-g9VVM2rlDSCJeHRMme-Gz1jLPGbhfdbPb9HSRA0TMC-7MV4P2c3qbZo3LvmI/s400/49+barpa+interior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592828275579015314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">49 Inside Bharpa Langais<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Today I sit inside for a few minutes and enjoy the silence.<br /><br /></span> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">(KC)</span></span></i></span></div></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />‘1000 li from Hoki’</span></b></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZRYcUtf0YN1W3fSpq_y7TLx10aHan-yNt8U7ES_FpB1OTgoCI2a6ZLQo-ec0cEA8ouGeDUgDj30W1KreiB1nA7UVzFky4qED978Zzd4toVRagsxkJzGg23rvNy9AP0SnvvkpMBYPOV9lE/s1600/Rhodri+Bharp.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZRYcUtf0YN1W3fSpq_y7TLx10aHan-yNt8U7ES_FpB1OTgoCI2a6ZLQo-ec0cEA8ouGeDUgDj30W1KreiB1nA7UVzFky4qED978Zzd4toVRagsxkJzGg23rvNy9AP0SnvvkpMBYPOV9lE/s400/Rhodri+Bharp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594317163309345010" border="0" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">49 Bharpa Langais</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Rhodri Davies, 2010</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAja9JZ5jEJLRebivm9nQug7TqhrqGvCQVfjDKSWk9alQhx4Cbt5CT8dmU5yyDgbzmrZh_XoS6BbX4FS3G_2PZxYbyk2aeKEAMls5zrH4Az10mEazUlrW-Gi194mXGlfIUX_N4ahJl1EEl/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528even+without+hearts%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAja9JZ5jEJLRebivm9nQug7TqhrqGvCQVfjDKSWk9alQhx4Cbt5CT8dmU5yyDgbzmrZh_XoS6BbX4FS3G_2PZxYbyk2aeKEAMls5zrH4Az10mEazUlrW-Gi194mXGlfIUX_N4ahJl1EEl/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528even+without+hearts%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594317159383174642" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="">49 hokku-label<br />(‘even without hearts and minds / plants wither / with the passing days’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWns7CASDkRtf766Wolxo3GFGZSWtGI3l0ZCYaZbFSjmhQpRs-PJO_97ip6QVfvA3oNqnJGUwfA6u-5kXnOKLqJccMG5rmZrKNCIy_Fp9IeFIhTT6YnK-0BJAvhojiFIQB0_zidVr0TDj3/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528langais-eiheiji%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWns7CASDkRtf766Wolxo3GFGZSWtGI3l0ZCYaZbFSjmhQpRs-PJO_97ip6QVfvA3oNqnJGUwfA6u-5kXnOKLqJccMG5rmZrKNCIy_Fp9IeFIhTT6YnK-0BJAvhojiFIQB0_zidVr0TDj3/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528langais-eiheiji%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594317167501286850" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">49 circle poem (Langais-Eiheiji)<br />('stone womb', AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Another day we slip away from the wood, return to the cool chamber, Bharpa, our Temple Eiheiji. In Herzog's new film of the cave paintings at Chauvet a young archaeologist describes the intensity of the cavern, how after a few days he needed the respite of a day above ground, to absorb space and time, to come back to the light.</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">for those five days</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">lions roam</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">through his dreams</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Chauvet, for Herzog, is the origins of the world human spirit, where 'art' – lines of a horse overlaying the lines of a rhinoceros, overlayed by the scratch marks of a bear – declares our species particular gift, adaptation to surroundings. A gift can be lost.</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This chamber is closer in linear time to Chauvet than it is to today. A memory comes back to me: Colin hunched down in the entrance, spooked, knowing it wasn't a place for him to enter, not then. And I wonder what animals sniffed around this chamber, when the rocks were newly placed? Skylarks overhead.</span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">This is a slightly revised version of the poem we recorded, by the light of our head-torches.<br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20audio%2C%20performed%20by%20KC%20and%20AF%2C%20harp%20improvisation%20by%20Rhodri%20Davies.mp3"><br /></a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20audio%2C%20performed%20by%20KC%20and%20AF%2C%20harp%20improvisation%20by%20Rhodri%20Davies.mp3">49 audio, performed by KC & AF, harp improvisation by Rhodri Davie</a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20audio%2C%20performed%20by%20KC%20and%20AF%2C%20harp%20improvisation%20by%20Rhodri%20Davies.mp3">s</a></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">recording by Andy McKinnon</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">, 2010</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b><p class="MsoNormal"> </p> </b></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Bharpa Langais </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Eiheiji temple,<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">‘</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">1000 li from Hoki</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">’<br /><br />even without hearts and minds<br />plants wither<br />with the passing days<br /><br />on the crown<br />in a scrim of soil<br />a few green reeds<br />points fading</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span">.....</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">hollowing<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> pale gneiss<br />flecked with lichen</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />each chosen stone<br />carried here<br />with deliberation<br />to the rite place </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">shaping the chamber </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> floating its outline </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> on the long ridge<br /><br />weft with pleated folds<br />deer-grass, mosses and lichen<br />purpling heathers<br /><br />pap, rickled heap<br />after all this</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">mound of time </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">still sound<br />still sheltering<br /><br />creep in through<br />the crawl space </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">into the paved womb<br />hidden within time<br /><br />water drips<br />drops fall in and out<br />of silence<br /><br />into which the urn was placed<br />ashes, a flamed arrowhead<br /><br />burnt bone to be seen<br />when the slab was lifted<br />gaping at the dawn<br /><br />soft edged<br />transitions<br />in mist </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Eabhal shows how grey<br />can be warm<br /><br />in a landscape that’s mostly margin<br />more water than land<br /><br />turn Langais </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">deiseil</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />following the sun’s right way </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">look skew north<br />to Marrogh’s cairn<br /><br />know the sea-wind<br />as it’s blown<br />carrying handsful</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">or arms of rain<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">shifting the tone<br /><br />plucked harpstrings<br />thrown from the bharp </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">ten thousand images open<br />into the world of light<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Alec Finlay, with Ken Cockburn</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Langais, North Uist, 27 August 2010 </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">for Rhodri & Angharad, Rebecca & Colin</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrJyJcYXVuaPjh1hj95_i7E3_uQmG6620901-e0PMsu6QXo3ncMLGyGCdg3i44M4Esx2uhZImacRfuVfFXNAW_Q67zYsncdG9zY2Rv9gbtjnzpUnAkefKE_K2bzAfPwK5TfBiYx-KZtik/s1600/chamber+recording.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrJyJcYXVuaPjh1hj95_i7E3_uQmG6620901-e0PMsu6QXo3ncMLGyGCdg3i44M4Esx2uhZImacRfuVfFXNAW_Q67zYsncdG9zY2Rv9gbtjnzpUnAkefKE_K2bzAfPwK5TfBiYx-KZtik/s400/chamber+recording.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593251754583459058" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">49</span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> chamber recording</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Paul Edgerley, 2010</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCrNNktUe03gkH37FyR9l9tY70wHzHq-zkcCcnVMfhJ4CvHBNvNbY8_88BR8_pZHW2jdu8J4gIgxL6gzxmyYqBmiAZUxesLvPrI0LzTRjD_3yxx6SCby3NECV_1GzDXdYSvGO9cezFpuXU/s1600/Basho%252C+Bharpa+Langais+%2528Paul%2529.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCrNNktUe03gkH37FyR9l9tY70wHzHq-zkcCcnVMfhJ4CvHBNvNbY8_88BR8_pZHW2jdu8J4gIgxL6gzxmyYqBmiAZUxesLvPrI0LzTRjD_3yxx6SCby3NECV_1GzDXdYSvGO9cezFpuXU/s400/Basho%252C+Bharpa+Langais+%2528Paul%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592828275013532882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Basho at the Barp<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Paul Edgerley, 2010 </span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xTKT9SwzHMPEHU9drZAIwMzfcfO1Iw_kwCoBK38oxwRkdSYgyAtxTIRrYCCjdg8hMOABZrw9a8Gf2zUHUJBfXuswIWKh22K330YSCr1U087u91H51eFom-FGogdJFcNLxv017mPX5Kdb/s1600/Barno+Bharpa+Langais+Paul.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xTKT9SwzHMPEHU9drZAIwMzfcfO1Iw_kwCoBK38oxwRkdSYgyAtxTIRrYCCjdg8hMOABZrw9a8Gf2zUHUJBfXuswIWKh22K330YSCr1U087u91H51eFom-FGogdJFcNLxv017mPX5Kdb/s400/Barno+Bharpa+Langais+Paul.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592828270479362050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Barno at the Barp </span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Paul Edgerley, 2010 </span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><p class="MsoNormal"> </p> </b></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF, KC)<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Aeolian Langais<br /><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">While we’re on the hill Rhodri offers his own Aeolian ritual, a wind-harp performance, which Andy records. Later this year he plans to make a much larger wind-harp for a music festival in Flemish Ardennes.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8P8GApqorAzdRC9i2yTlRzB7KWHy6pAs3K1Siy-tsjLl0R3zcJhbIiWmncz3lFLDjGFSOjI-EI-FNeLZLL-UllTWHBaSnK_N_RL4R4M2TWVdyIidO_RDhxmFOnI6Ca3JhOsot4mJX0Pp/s1600/Rhodri+Aeolian+Bharpa+langais%252C+paul.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8P8GApqorAzdRC9i2yTlRzB7KWHy6pAs3K1Siy-tsjLl0R3zcJhbIiWmncz3lFLDjGFSOjI-EI-FNeLZLL-UllTWHBaSnK_N_RL4R4M2TWVdyIidO_RDhxmFOnI6Ca3JhOsot4mJX0Pp/s400/Rhodri+Aeolian+Bharpa+langais%252C+paul.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594317172514074322" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span">49 wind-harp</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Paul Edgerley, 2010<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15187277" frameborder="0" height="225" width="400"></iframe></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodri Davies, </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">wind harp</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">, Bharpa Langais, </span><span class="Apple-style-span">2010</span><br />filmed by Andy MacKinnon, 2010<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpn9t674nS3-5f0LmGCuWiqBXAjdQLWCwaFV1JQXDAfFUKHZwo6rqld5_QqwiFhE5fm95WjsHV-f9gEvUZJQzebdrO3h5SMlGe_Cb4IxQI-BHmz7fMwA4atBDs3EoA9KwGz2h4XxaFiD75/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528Rhodri+offers+the+harp%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpn9t674nS3-5f0LmGCuWiqBXAjdQLWCwaFV1JQXDAfFUKHZwo6rqld5_QqwiFhE5fm95WjsHV-f9gEvUZJQzebdrO3h5SMlGe_Cb4IxQI-BHmz7fMwA4atBDs3EoA9KwGz2h4XxaFiD75/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528Rhodri+offers+the+harp%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594317178665846034" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(‘Rhodri offers the harp / passing Aeolus / breezes its strings’, KC)</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYOKevRHLgT8hYtliLwvl3nvz75n352x2TBwVo9tIVhi4iZhTrqqVAT2v-XxbjFTEjwevoqd45efEPTBeqMcLoP2aLxMCbWS9PFmFGxG7B2BozorWENp2jke42_RhUqyM_nVH4SIYe2aK/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528pale+gneiss%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYOKevRHLgT8hYtliLwvl3nvz75n352x2TBwVo9tIVhi4iZhTrqqVAT2v-XxbjFTEjwevoqd45efEPTBeqMcLoP2aLxMCbWS9PFmFGxG7B2BozorWENp2jke42_RhUqyM_nVH4SIYe2aK/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528pale+gneiss%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594320823095705554" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(‘pale gneiss / flecked with lichen // the wind carrying hand-/ fuls or armfuls of rain’, AF)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></b></div><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF, KC)<br /><br /><br /></span></span></i></div></span></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Word-mapping Langais Forest</span></b></div></span></b></span></span><div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: italic;">"The artificial close coniferous plantation is an anomalous thing which has a chequered natural history... The human being attempting ingress may find such a monstrous wood impenetrable, or, if it has been properly trimmed and thinned, he will find the floor a dead, quiet, dark place in which there is little joy but that of shelter and stillness."</span><br /><br />F. Fraser Darling<br /></span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Langais is the only generous area of woodland on the island, planted by the Forestry Commission in the early 70s, and now a community woodland. </span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></span></span></div></div></div></div></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span">The work we're at is a small part of the greater plan. If joy is the light being let in then the task's begun, for there are foxgloves, rowan, and there is birdsong. Paths lead to each edge and it's our task now to map them. </span></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The working day begins with wet outside Ken's window, but it clears by the time he's up. Only with the window open the room fills with midges. Premonition. </span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></div></div></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">We meet Sarah from </span><a href="http://www.taigh-chearsabhagh.org/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Taigh Chearsabhagh</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> who's organised our schools project surveying Langais. The S2 pupils arrive by bus from Lionacleit School. The wood's set in a comparatively sheltered spot, on the north-facing slope of Ben Langais, but the big storm of January 2005 caused still visible damage to one part of the wood – the right kind of damage, clearing a way for spikes of young holly. A species revolution mounted by weather.</span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Waiting, the midges are terrible. Walking there as bad. Hoaching-like, we pass the skin-so-soft between us like a care-parcel. My pal Maris suggests we develop a pipe for puffing Avon bubbles, the liquid surface dotted with dead midges like the old flypaper that hung from the kitchen pulley.</span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><b><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></span></div></div></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><b><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">The kids come armed with clipboards and worksheets listing the species of trees, birds and flora </span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">last year's S2s identified with Colin, back in May. One boy has a midge-</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">net which shows foresight. Could it be confiscated? Patrick from SNH talks informatively about the trees, and some of the many mushrooms we come across.</span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></span></div></div></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX2pXDIcfPd6WAgcdG6iGkzNbIIphu9hAcrFM84XjMyTclUFmMQhlwIueDHbCJCgdlJ1W2hyNpE1sjNltyracZZQGvdvlxwlZAJ0O8sNth8gd4cy3qKBiiE4QsSms-x8n7A_Pw3kxNoA6/s1600/49+Langais+orange+mushrooms.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX2pXDIcfPd6WAgcdG6iGkzNbIIphu9hAcrFM84XjMyTclUFmMQhlwIueDHbCJCgdlJ1W2hyNpE1sjNltyracZZQGvdvlxwlZAJ0O8sNth8gd4cy3qKBiiE4QsSms-x8n7A_Pw3kxNoA6/s400/49+Langais+orange+mushrooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594321014834886882" border="0" /></a></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><b><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Langais mushrooms</span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></span></div></div></b></div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">In the afternoon we drive south over causeways at low tide (where's the sea gone?) and picnic-lunch on a fine and empty beach just beyond the school. We work all afternoon with the students, composing hokku in the hall. </span></span></p></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""></span><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b></span></span><b><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: left; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><div style="text-align: right; display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The S2s, who take a while to warm up, to get the simplicity of what their being asked to do, but then produce some nice observations.</span></span></div></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span></span></div></div></b></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">pollen bursts out</span></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">in every direction</span></div></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span">like grains of rice</span></div></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><div style="display: inline ! important;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></b></span></div></div></span></b></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">short and thin<br />with succulent berries </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">but is juniper a tree? </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">the sour taste</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">of wood-sorrel<br />hides under my tongue</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />pine trees<br />hay in a box of pins<br />glass to my arms<br /><br /><br />at lower town<br />Eabhal curves<br />like a tsunami<br /><br /><br />lady fern fingers<br />reach out<br />in all directions<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJtWG-KxLXL_jgJahh0ZfFY5C4JSOf_7_jNB4VvvbaUiPaSKGbsloCuw2nzIgUCO1gGWa1UvYriHXQMr-OxF1uKqQbfhKXygT1-3oWvFmSA2K2FpXhFrMWDoeOZKTdVF1qiOkJDaEHXSRW/s1600/49+Carinish+PS+sea.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJtWG-KxLXL_jgJahh0ZfFY5C4JSOf_7_jNB4VvvbaUiPaSKGbsloCuw2nzIgUCO1gGWa1UvYriHXQMr-OxF1uKqQbfhKXygT1-3oWvFmSA2K2FpXhFrMWDoeOZKTdVF1qiOkJDaEHXSRW/s400/49+Carinish+PS+sea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594984294400417970" border="0" /></a><br />49 Carinish PS sea<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /></div></div></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJh3V6XNeppRmINejUdkWDN7F1EJy72FX5gv4Cdc5artGwknmJCzWXUhu7hbiLx0uDhG4LOIcXzxeDj3t1RAIISySdtB6PDeugwdjUAA772uFtr8Uocm2ixhMI3S7TH0k-yaqUCj9-JIu/s1600/49+Carinish+PS+word-list.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJh3V6XNeppRmINejUdkWDN7F1EJy72FX5gv4Cdc5artGwknmJCzWXUhu7hbiLx0uDhG4LOIcXzxeDj3t1RAIISySdtB6PDeugwdjUAA772uFtr8Uocm2ixhMI3S7TH0k-yaqUCj9-JIu/s400/49+Carinish+PS+word-list.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594611207130314258" border="0" /></a><br />49 Carinish PS word-list<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />The next day we all – Eck, Rhodri, Rebecca, Ken – visited the primary school at Carinish, our favourite island poets. The whole school of 20 pupils sits in a circle, our big bums perched on the wee plastic seats. We listen to birdsong recordings which Rhodri imitates on the harp. And we compose some group mesostics. </span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The older pupils show Ken & Rebecca their 'wild garden', trees blasted by the weekend's storms, leaves crinkled and crumpled, browned and blackened. There's a stretch of water not far off that Ken ask the name of but it's just 'The Sea'. Eck and Rhodri work with the very youngest, seeing if they can pair off birds and their harp calls.<br /><br />At break there's tea and cakes in the staff room, then we haiku upstairs and the kids write well, and the teacher records them reading. Paul texts Rebecca he's at the top of Eabhal, full report to follow. The weather is holding.</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Then it's on together to Loch Maddy and Taigh Chearsabhagh, to meet Andy and Norman, who run</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"> the show. In the café we run into <a href="http://www.pauline-prior-pitt.com/">Pauline Pitt-Prior</a> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">who gives us a copy of her pamphlet </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">North Uist Sea Poems</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, a romantic log of Solas Beach in which the sea flounces white petticoats. Our seas tend to have colours that fade and run.</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">Pauline asks how to run an island renga and Eck advises her to ignore all the rules in his guide, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Shared Writing</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, and concentrate on having good tea.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF, KC)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">walking within </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BG9Uny_jOc1GVaqI254TgqWPwUrJ89FuM6Tcl11yptJPbMCh_fIgCvK7Q8Bykc_rh0u8CiHrgA4dtofJLNxHhkwqpLCFm4WuuWkt0habtaN7JwrMtGu4q6fW4jC-zFPYvNAvIaNYVjO9/s1600/Colin+Will%252C+langass+sign%252C+2011.jpg"><img style="0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BG9Uny_jOc1GVaqI254TgqWPwUrJ89FuM6Tcl11yptJPbMCh_fIgCvK7Q8Bykc_rh0u8CiHrgA4dtofJLNxHhkwqpLCFm4WuuWkt0habtaN7JwrMtGu4q6fW4jC-zFPYvNAvIaNYVjO9/s400/Colin+Will%252C+langass+sign%252C+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609835104790158290" border="0" /></a><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">49 sign, walking within Langais Woods<br />Colin Will, 2011<br /><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The completed installation within Langais wood: each letterbox is anchored close to one of the seven tree species.<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguI7Dh09-448gKZa0wTL1i-sHce0eGcxlyQX-xWI1Kh74cfQEbCrgk4VlhYrwLlIuyDlrySKDPwmZVE8feoBTY_APkUfmbB0K46x_uJJuOG5usWnNDj94S4NRRr_RWB3_tKH6m_9Gfn_IK/s1600/+IMG_8719.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguI7Dh09-448gKZa0wTL1i-sHce0eGcxlyQX-xWI1Kh74cfQEbCrgk4VlhYrwLlIuyDlrySKDPwmZVE8feoBTY_APkUfmbB0K46x_uJJuOG5usWnNDj94S4NRRr_RWB3_tKH6m_9Gfn_IK/s400/+IMG_8719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575095749397682514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />The box lid contains a wood sample – xylotheque – from one of the seven tree species, giving the immediacy of colour, density and grain, distinct against the oak of the box itself. The boxes were made by Tim Kendall.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_Aoh_-kyKpTdXo__4H8R0-PYzqZo6EgDTaEZGaHiiLWT0R0Vzwp5yRQc5x5gCRF3TQpsGP6DsLKGlVFVhinOZIQEj-uZwbLbFeylxOzNzaLmP4MVO9l7WEfnn_E17g1SuKGAHcso-y6l/s1600/+IMG_8724.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_Aoh_-kyKpTdXo__4H8R0-PYzqZo6EgDTaEZGaHiiLWT0R0Vzwp5yRQc5x5gCRF3TQpsGP6DsLKGlVFVhinOZIQEj-uZwbLbFeylxOzNzaLmP4MVO9l7WEfnn_E17g1SuKGAHcso-y6l/s400/+IMG_8724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575095753841443810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQB91Ha0nPkHllidihikKmGZCqnwlyfxIlFqq3MWHr-bZGBSO0KicmfKZz5HuoItsAiqwM6xdwzOTo9eFpASrUPBXKIn6X9RO9_KMJJEaK7am-61ug0_Aa-cr2JPc3iPZZKia2Cj-XbY6z/s1600/49+Letterbox+add.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQB91Ha0nPkHllidihikKmGZCqnwlyfxIlFqq3MWHr-bZGBSO0KicmfKZz5HuoItsAiqwM6xdwzOTo9eFpASrUPBXKIn6X9RO9_KMJJEaK7am-61ug0_Aa-cr2JPc3iPZZKia2Cj-XbY6z/s400/49+Letterbox+add.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322397492167426" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">walking within </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">rubber-stamp nest-box</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />photographs by Sarah Macintyre, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpydyQiRMVu4MqXCFWMVcfinuqA-z1SJ91plaO669175o4URqI4NJVcLXAEbxD3EczxKMKbgHjjZdvVO9_WJso99moNaJdg59-yoASvAqMNwo4-agAqyDYqX0_nuBu_ximBnDV06mgF5J/s1600/Coling+Will%252C+letterbox+at+langais%252C+2011.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpydyQiRMVu4MqXCFWMVcfinuqA-z1SJ91plaO669175o4URqI4NJVcLXAEbxD3EczxKMKbgHjjZdvVO9_WJso99moNaJdg59-yoASvAqMNwo4-agAqyDYqX0_nuBu_ximBnDV06mgF5J/s400/Coling+Will%252C+letterbox+at+langais%252C+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609835110599696626" border="0" /></a><br />49 Letterbox<br />Colin Will, 2011<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The circle poems on the rubber stamps name the species, tree, with bird, with flora, a natural ecology and an ecology of language.<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div></span></span><div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpMo8hC_YDQ6nxOslUK6S7hT-C4qui56YvE2v78OcbKQ1qQMG_2GynFIdU-MwKXRsqxRuNqgL_wK9-fGZJUBY-xARwGUElcx9iwPKAfigvwDQqhVbHOq-rv0KRiaSzQV02Zct9JF9E9lQ/s1600/birdsong+crop.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpMo8hC_YDQ6nxOslUK6S7hT-C4qui56YvE2v78OcbKQ1qQMG_2GynFIdU-MwKXRsqxRuNqgL_wK9-fGZJUBY-xARwGUElcx9iwPKAfigvwDQqhVbHOq-rv0KRiaSzQV02Zct9JF9E9lQ/s320/birdsong+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575098127931640754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" border="0" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />49 circle poem (for a rubber stamp)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The pairings of birds and trees were made with the guidance of Conor Jameson (RSPB). Colin Will oversaw the species mapping. Maoilios Caimbeul advised on the Gaelic names. The birds composed their own songs, which are interspersed within the poem.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div></span></div><div><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Walking%20Within%20Langais%20Woods.pdf" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">walking within Langais Woods</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span> includes </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">3 name-mesostics, a sheet for stamping the poems, and a word-map </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">composed of hokku written by the students at Lionacleit Secondary School and Carinish Primary School. As ever the design is by Lucy Richards and Studio LR. It </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">is free to download </span></span><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/Walking%20Within%20Langais%20Woods.pdf"><span class="Apple-style-span">here</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">You can view the 7 rubber-stamp patterns, found in the woodland nest-boxes, </span></span><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/langais_full_set4.pdf"><span class="Apple-style-span">here</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">.<br /><br />The official website is <a href="http://langasswoods.co.uk/virtual-map/woodland_trail_nov_2010/letterbox-1-willowwillow-warblertormentil/">here</a>.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span><span><span><span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-cDtx2n1ISd8dqaTbQNy8V9k9OZZTMgxilcM2CJ_L_hoKWR4MtkdPyvOimujk9kgTzSMk87Ko7J726bduBpYi5YO-f16uOZhUTzFDNNN-_CoQM4oAL3rlBgJGpPysdnk1WCz37AhES38_/s1600/Colin+Will%252C+langais+juniper+wish%252C+2011.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-cDtx2n1ISd8dqaTbQNy8V9k9OZZTMgxilcM2CJ_L_hoKWR4MtkdPyvOimujk9kgTzSMk87Ko7J726bduBpYi5YO-f16uOZhUTzFDNNN-_CoQM4oAL3rlBgJGpPysdnk1WCz37AhES38_/s400/Colin+Will%252C+langais+juniper+wish%252C+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609835099896479586" border="0" /></a><br />49 wish, Juniper, along the letterbox trail<br />Colin Will, 2011<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Poeming </span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span">Langais</span></span></b></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> Workshops over, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">we return to the wood another day.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9RN08scg8W8zh3C4h-LDFu4THDa_3-vS5aKDfZOWNouZKn5y9IQPeTFGJlFJh4cdJNcLHje1QJKJrZDr3C-oNdphpiEhGEZZ_BxWMB_E9cnQWGLZriRst6d6LJ5-TmjIbfKp6_rHh5caJ/s1600/fourteen+pine+cones+3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9RN08scg8W8zh3C4h-LDFu4THDa_3-vS5aKDfZOWNouZKn5y9IQPeTFGJlFJh4cdJNcLHje1QJKJrZDr3C-oNdphpiEhGEZZ_BxWMB_E9cnQWGLZriRst6d6LJ5-TmjIbfKp6_rHh5caJ/s400/fourteen+pine+cones+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322986649077298" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 fourteen pine cones</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The midge-clouds are less intense. Ken makes Isobel another fourteen with pine-cones, and composes some hokku-labels.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhODXC-QyPluC1-jVNB7V0NEKuoFxpdGYxFVFV8tGenRaRI5JKAf9j169hL9UPg2bvPz5Dx6eQastzGCzXS7tCpaGEgiT-b1qa-eC5LpMKTFtFQFaPgVsFmiICvwLnHFzHQrItmB3GtFqT1/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528the+pines+of%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhODXC-QyPluC1-jVNB7V0NEKuoFxpdGYxFVFV8tGenRaRI5JKAf9j169hL9UPg2bvPz5Dx6eQastzGCzXS7tCpaGEgiT-b1qa-eC5LpMKTFtFQFaPgVsFmiICvwLnHFzHQrItmB3GtFqT1/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528the+pines+of%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322985725050530" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">('the pines of Uibhist a Tuath / lead to / the pines of Corsica / lead to / the pines of Shiogoshi / lead to…', KC)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdJJJMBeko3e9-SaguNaM_MctEZZwksPi0_xmbYRfSHoGpssO32PCqp19DSWAMOnkpWzth0xzvQ_XY2iwYQUOnv_8y6xWlkStvfR4FVme_4vo4Ik5FyznRDyF6IAvDb1lYzQ97xUHmlgA/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528oh+rowan%252C+gay%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdJJJMBeko3e9-SaguNaM_MctEZZwksPi0_xmbYRfSHoGpssO32PCqp19DSWAMOnkpWzth0xzvQ_XY2iwYQUOnv_8y6xWlkStvfR4FVme_4vo4Ik5FyznRDyF6IAvDb1lYzQ97xUHmlgA/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528oh+rowan%252C+gay%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322994388412914" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">('oh rowan, gay / amid dour conifers / only you and the mushrooms / know how to dress', KC)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></div><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <div style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">(KC)</span></i></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The first thing Eck does in the wood is come across a label he'd tied to a pine back in Spring, with Basho's famous credo "</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">learn of the pine / from the pine</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">', now faded entirely. It's a bleaching air here, fading these poems to by now.</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(I)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">wood</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">surrenders</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">to the will</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">of wind</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(II)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">do you want to know</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">the pine's secret?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">reach for</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">the light</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(III)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">juniper, northern variety</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">prefers cold, rain and peat</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(good thing that)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(IV)</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">it another</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">good day</span></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">for milling</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">wind</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(V)</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"> </div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">the best peats</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">1,000 years old</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"> </div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">burning to</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">a fine</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">white ash</span></div><div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">overnight</span></div> <!--EndFragment--> <div style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />(AF)<br /><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Eabhal</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />Paul’s conspectus, plucked out of the billow; marginal interplay of sea and land.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqj7XfBLm8WqDkrCcTscM9oZSCI5dlANK6Itk3NvV771l44DApd1xDsBel6d-nHwkeLYytZOLio5fIPExAs6i6jfXVWPQlz26KA-R2tBvwClPAi3OS0zsGmiJVJl5m2d55JDWTdDt7a5-/s1600/Paul%2527s+conspectus+3.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqj7XfBLm8WqDkrCcTscM9oZSCI5dlANK6Itk3NvV771l44DApd1xDsBel6d-nHwkeLYytZOLio5fIPExAs6i6jfXVWPQlz26KA-R2tBvwClPAi3OS0zsGmiJVJl5m2d55JDWTdDt7a5-/s400/Paul%2527s+conspectus+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592504903599584514" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5PAxh9r34tSBOgyXmvVvaqsyMR_iHdXumRhZXptBXJ0NX8Np22-LN4aTUZk7vMfhOtLd-j9QClXU2WGk-XGaEhgJcnneTC7zmEPT8-AMDS7BZMVCYB-LkUwzKGCcf0PliL1kzj3lqovM3/s1600/Paul%2527s+conspectus+2.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5PAxh9r34tSBOgyXmvVvaqsyMR_iHdXumRhZXptBXJ0NX8Np22-LN4aTUZk7vMfhOtLd-j9QClXU2WGk-XGaEhgJcnneTC7zmEPT8-AMDS7BZMVCYB-LkUwzKGCcf0PliL1kzj3lqovM3/s400/Paul%2527s+conspectus+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592504898894513746" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGB2O32nFgKDlH7fpJpYF6tf8BAfWTZFrtolbrNNsBL_RuwYidl6RO9QGXQjxG1Fp_VfVVp_-PeZ13KhpErp6fWKCU9ZTBvL2oLoCF6eCTdYXtqbOkClRvQShrGgyuAw7slxuRFOZ6N59M/s1600/Paul%2527s+conspectus+1JPG.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGB2O32nFgKDlH7fpJpYF6tf8BAfWTZFrtolbrNNsBL_RuwYidl6RO9QGXQjxG1Fp_VfVVp_-PeZ13KhpErp6fWKCU9ZTBvL2oLoCF6eCTdYXtqbOkClRvQShrGgyuAw7slxuRFOZ6N59M/s400/Paul%2527s+conspectus+1JPG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592504892037074786" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Eabhal conspectus<br />Paul Edgerley, 2010<br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(PE)<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Just the way it changes </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYbnubszsbUq2xlybrejwah-CQ3S1q866rl0DP0DXdbJfyUi2mhLAMt-O96bT_lt0lkiEVWiM0dbzbzgLuPonBvtB-Sev530VgUJNOcYfbVBE53dFgCErgjj6ETwlC_vcxrnX9GlL0DTpD/s1600/hokku+for+friends+back+in+Edo.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYbnubszsbUq2xlybrejwah-CQ3S1q866rl0DP0DXdbJfyUi2mhLAMt-O96bT_lt0lkiEVWiM0dbzbzgLuPonBvtB-Sev530VgUJNOcYfbVBE53dFgCErgjj6ETwlC_vcxrnX9GlL0DTpD/s400/hokku+for+friends+back+in+Edo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052619900455266" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 posting hokku for friends back in Edo<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />One golden evening far on in the week Ken and Eck took a turn round the corner of Uist, stopping off so Ken can post some cards, then on past the twins, Crogearraidh Mor and Beag and the Dun on Loch Aonghais, a herd of grazing deer at Solas, and on beyond the beach at Vallay, hidden now beneath the tide, to stop at Scolpaig. Parking up and striding over the remains of a machair golf course, the sorry flags like a tidal warning just in hearing of the hidden breakers. </span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Past barley plantings and two fields away the combines, out making their best use of the last of the light. We stretch ourselves over the tops of the crop, embracing it all.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf7YOyTIhNYuIyZxb2_lu2iTbwCPTo413BY0Gh2mGaX8vfCg7dR9_23mNjfnGIcz3HxYTkaWbqF4_G-84dFFK16hlmSwuB549I2ORsQkZoX2tJe6gxiiz_4n38_v7zDCpo9Xv-RHuQZ9z/s1600/open+arms%252C+Uist.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf7YOyTIhNYuIyZxb2_lu2iTbwCPTo413BY0Gh2mGaX8vfCg7dR9_23mNjfnGIcz3HxYTkaWbqF4_G-84dFFK16hlmSwuB549I2ORsQkZoX2tJe6gxiiz_4n38_v7zDCpo9Xv-RHuQZ9z/s400/open+arms%252C+Uist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592510437460017090" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 open arms, Uist<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDN9rGpQ35_HwdKjErEQ0NnvZJFPUYM8TuA4uZicXbXb6kNpoBiPeOWd8ZZi0I8TcYiRsGN6Uuz58tEP9B0J5Gj8V5yypQetTYPFj-aU5-McL5NeSYR1lBY3JGaohmoa8VSGMlkb69FkSd/s1600/49+Traigh+Iar+golf+course+flag.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDN9rGpQ35_HwdKjErEQ0NnvZJFPUYM8TuA4uZicXbXb6kNpoBiPeOWd8ZZi0I8TcYiRsGN6Uuz58tEP9B0J5Gj8V5yypQetTYPFj-aU5-McL5NeSYR1lBY3JGaohmoa8VSGMlkb69FkSd/s400/49+Traigh+Iar+golf+course+flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044464102539202" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBTEHnIAUvgXypI1ho99T4h1pULQzh5Yy8YNLN2GvctX0wDvDi4saGlqd-VNA5e6pwI0vZVb49NU6ISm6-P3S8mZYHdakM8-5GR0zzcBijfykNHYLutvH8yf65aQpl0m9hDH6K0fo5T8SE/s1600/49+Traigh+Iar+golf+course+sign.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBTEHnIAUvgXypI1ho99T4h1pULQzh5Yy8YNLN2GvctX0wDvDi4saGlqd-VNA5e6pwI0vZVb49NU6ISm6-P3S8mZYHdakM8-5GR0zzcBijfykNHYLutvH8yf65aQpl0m9hDH6K0fo5T8SE/s400/49+Traigh+Iar+golf+course+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044466773814866" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Traigh lar<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />As the sea sounds closer the earth turns to sand knotted together with a thick weave of bulbous samphire, all elbows and knees.<br /><br />The marram whips edges in a lifting wind, spitting foam on sandy hands. </span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">without the sharp marram</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">there'd be no rich machair<br />behind it<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">for the wind would</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">make a throat of the sand</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and fan out the strand</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>(after F Fraser Darling)</i></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Broaching the horizon at Traigh lar we hop down the cusp of dunes freshly bitten into by the sea, helping the old dog down onto our long sunset strip of rosy sand and foam. The sun's setting itself for a rest on the horizon over the point at Gearraidh, as Chris Powici's haiku says, <i>like an old man into a cold bath</i>.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPZAO21I9K6UpwhsYUa5BVnWBm0aTMUpBz8bTz_vIFHciSDeHpGxbC78AG5T01cGg8d0_f_V8TdSsmRcF8jE2XluAeeZ-fQonRjT5O1aTMBZSQxo6vr3npgWqsE9LLaVOZWp7CJN33pJ5/s1600/49+sand-poem+%2528barno%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPZAO21I9K6UpwhsYUa5BVnWBm0aTMUpBz8bTz_vIFHciSDeHpGxbC78AG5T01cGg8d0_f_V8TdSsmRcF8jE2XluAeeZ-fQonRjT5O1aTMBZSQxo6vr3npgWqsE9LLaVOZWp7CJN33pJ5/s400/49+sand-poem+%2528barno%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044452478782834" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />49 Barno's sand poem<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">St Kilda, our Sado, not to be seen.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJaouIvWOvmGZBZz9_AtGVjht_yo-vaZE9-in3ifIdCq12w0fsOdwBebrsQDP3KYZNP4GaPkvUAaOIV3NXMPNrAm4U0Xd8xNHQ5y3AuPuYT1zJT_UxAxn5-r9KSAOV9iIRTHu85-JYPzfP/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Sado+from+Uist.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJaouIvWOvmGZBZz9_AtGVjht_yo-vaZE9-in3ifIdCq12w0fsOdwBebrsQDP3KYZNP4GaPkvUAaOIV3NXMPNrAm4U0Xd8xNHQ5y3AuPuYT1zJT_UxAxn5-r9KSAOV9iIRTHu85-JYPzfP/s400/hokku-label%252C+Sado+from+Uist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592510439948621650" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label<br />(‘Sado just / breathing in to / the bottom / of your lungs’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The stitching of an urchin echoes washed up trainers, gifting Eck a pun on Nike.</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGba8s41rMwZqHSmyRfzIv2hJq31WADBzU2cZoRE7ivq4SqqCc0Izl88Q3CZIANy-yAWQYXM95ndOzchpegE3YnEsT2KhKXl0PJEdR3b_UmbYb91-ral4XuXTcifEKeaZs7-i4Qb3kxjE3/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528seamed+sea-heart%2529+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGba8s41rMwZqHSmyRfzIv2hJq31WADBzU2cZoRE7ivq4SqqCc0Izl88Q3CZIANy-yAWQYXM95ndOzchpegE3YnEsT2KhKXl0PJEdR3b_UmbYb91-ral4XuXTcifEKeaZs7-i4Qb3kxjE3/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528seamed+sea-heart%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052613062630370" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 poem-label<br />('seamed sea heart / nike', AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />After his ankle paddle Ken leaves a poem in the sand as close to the sa as possible, a line from 'Hey, That's No Way to Say Goodbye' (it continues, 'like the shoreline and the sea').<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy48hA3na-jLGKHHPSbopUtp-TczMgDBLXsqSXhfat3GkSVfV7LLNJvXfbdseJz-o2dOKrKQ9MANc7GvxJNhc3k-QjV5e-HCoeyexB-ch3e5OiNuMtNYdTAZ8gIotPHQNiT3Biaxr824iz/s1600/49+sand-poem+%2528just+the+way+it+changes%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy48hA3na-jLGKHHPSbopUtp-TczMgDBLXsqSXhfat3GkSVfV7LLNJvXfbdseJz-o2dOKrKQ9MANc7GvxJNhc3k-QjV5e-HCoeyexB-ch3e5OiNuMtNYdTAZ8gIotPHQNiT3Biaxr824iz/s400/49+sand-poem+%2528just+the+way+it+changes%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044459310455954" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 just the way it changes<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Farther along, something changed for good. A seal, or broken siren.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9veDt5aowE4mqJwi2qY74VML29qVpi1aPyNcn8MXKVDdH8jCjMnfRKTWp6pw6mRb49AlU1EfIXEpaj4EQrFwuhtEmLtmrJX9k264Wgslw1UE15sdL5P0TABnW_DhP1SG9MOnGGY8zNpD/s1600/hokku-label%252C+%2528%2527broken+siren%2527%252C+Uist%252C+AF%2529.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9veDt5aowE4mqJwi2qY74VML29qVpi1aPyNcn8MXKVDdH8jCjMnfRKTWp6pw6mRb49AlU1EfIXEpaj4EQrFwuhtEmLtmrJX9k264Wgslw1UE15sdL5P0TABnW_DhP1SG9MOnGGY8zNpD/s400/hokku-label%252C+%2528%2527broken+siren%2527%252C+Uist%252C+AF%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592510446375722386" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 broken siren<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />And so we return to a rising moon reluctantly shaking off clouds.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtic_UQDwOVlWwOJZSUuuX81KuCUv2J4KPCeURAfaJcsmwmvuWO5rYsl_502zO0JLCfza8y-Vk38F6DgDJYeHAhyjkRcG-3e8PusTyKZ11PLA0TGk1IFsPXiZhlG0M3hx4G3fe8qszDc-l/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528moon%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtic_UQDwOVlWwOJZSUuuX81KuCUv2J4KPCeURAfaJcsmwmvuWO5rYsl_502zO0JLCfza8y-Vk38F6DgDJYeHAhyjkRcG-3e8PusTyKZ11PLA0TGk1IFsPXiZhlG0M3hx4G3fe8qszDc-l/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528moon%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044450714800546" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> (circle poem, 'moon', AF)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLxGym3c1vy3DWL0HTiX0CAvFnyz551MJabLbdxkhr4piJbusaMl6DNADi3OCipM31kF6AX3RbY7WH4Val7jp-Nr6V2Q4WQQ_qf7-XLCHyXykv9MQ6sEpxKf-mncyHJSEADM8-vETeNuj/s1600/49+Traigh+Iar+sunset.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLxGym3c1vy3DWL0HTiX0CAvFnyz551MJabLbdxkhr4piJbusaMl6DNADi3OCipM31kF6AX3RbY7WH4Val7jp-Nr6V2Q4WQQ_qf7-XLCHyXykv9MQ6sEpxKf-mncyHJSEADM8-vETeNuj/s400/49+Traigh+Iar+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600196757341507714" border="0" /></a><br />49 Traigh Lar sunset<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Chamber</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjufrwUdT5lVyeHqf9ftH5TomNnjLisX2oOuQdg_qkpJLBCy9ma8xgmBnOrSr1LV5A37ydY_OZT6SEOApQ-91FaN0jIxo_pZ6ybM6OwgcRLtwlfBT5RqEc24Z4AXrZNvCAwnRBCSbdhcaJe/s1600/hut+of+shadows+2004.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjufrwUdT5lVyeHqf9ftH5TomNnjLisX2oOuQdg_qkpJLBCy9ma8xgmBnOrSr1LV5A37ydY_OZT6SEOApQ-91FaN0jIxo_pZ6ybM6OwgcRLtwlfBT5RqEc24Z4AXrZNvCAwnRBCSbdhcaJe/s400/hut+of+shadows+2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575055139121007090" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Hut of Shadows<br />Ken Cockburn, 2004<br /><br />Eck and Ken chum Rhodri to the Hut of Shadows. Ken came here too in 2004 (when Isobel was seven): "</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">visited Chris Drury's 'Hut of Shadows' at Lochmaddy. Reminiscent of the chambered cairn. Camera obscura – the image at first seemed very crude, then one's eye became sensitised and saw the detail, especially in the foreground rocks, and the changing pattern of light on the surface of the sea. Reached via an old suspension bridge, Isobel unused to its bounciness.</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">"<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjij-hCbuWO6fe0KKpRbIW1pvBZm_IM8WFu1TeMGjvB_nt5T3SdUp1Ukg8zMGpEkIEeZVIMXkLL7hXel81Mk81XJ4FCH6ebMC4xy2OmYkBLHpxZy6vKg1XCfy6jUqTFG5sLwYPFHYJns0i/s1600/Sora+and+Rodo%252C+Hut+of+Shadows.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjij-hCbuWO6fe0KKpRbIW1pvBZm_IM8WFu1TeMGjvB_nt5T3SdUp1Ukg8zMGpEkIEeZVIMXkLL7hXel81Mk81XJ4FCH6ebMC4xy2OmYkBLHpxZy6vKg1XCfy6jUqTFG5sLwYPFHYJns0i/s400/Sora+and+Rodo%252C+Hut+of+Shadows.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575055137939053986" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Sora and Rhodo before the suspension bridge<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />From the car we cross the bridge and pass a large house, which reminds Rhodri of one used in Mike Pearson's production of </span><a href="http://nationaltheatrewales.org/content/persians"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Persians</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> at a military site in the Brecon Beacons. We follow three walkers, who've spotted otters swimming out to one of the bay's many islands.<br /><br />Inside the hut our eyes adjust to the dark, and an image of land and sea appears on the wall. But outside the light's dim and little detail makes its way on to the wall.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMzz7g6wgLeFrtd2bMwZlr-gaz92FRHz7pEw58_EjYXj1Cmudx8PyHfTNQ6PaAXyNjXhzkHjWk7wTp5YrTWjripBKIdDM2N-xtBZgCbXTVPUPx8swsIzAANjdzXE9fVT0Ido707b4V3eO/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528the+sea+has+hung%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMzz7g6wgLeFrtd2bMwZlr-gaz92FRHz7pEw58_EjYXj1Cmudx8PyHfTNQ6PaAXyNjXhzkHjWk7wTp5YrTWjripBKIdDM2N-xtBZgCbXTVPUPx8swsIzAANjdzXE9fVT0Ido707b4V3eO/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528the+sea+has+hung%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575049592193590642" border="0" /></span></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label<br />('the sea has hung / its dirty washing / out to dry', KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Eck leaves a poem tied to the gate which it turns out Chris stole the next day. Within his rights.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhYXMVEY4C1554SRXQCI_ubGtdPIUBwt4P2bPtUU2OCc4Fqf-6FTtCB3HnTSbgKxkECBqhE4kap1qp7Z2jqBME__h2ClAX6Kwh50wQy46-sWIKjgDNjIhyDU2KDL0b30V86puo-Uxwcnr/s1600/49+hokku-label+%2528the+sea+so+flat%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhYXMVEY4C1554SRXQCI_ubGtdPIUBwt4P2bPtUU2OCc4Fqf-6FTtCB3HnTSbgKxkECBqhE4kap1qp7Z2jqBME__h2ClAX6Kwh50wQy46-sWIKjgDNjIhyDU2KDL0b30V86puo-Uxwcnr/s400/49+hokku-label+%2528the+sea+so+flat%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575052614696064034" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 hokku-label<br />('the sea is flat / light // on the wall / of the cave’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Canoe</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />Back at Moorcroft I sleep, shower, dress in city boots and jacket. Rebecca drives us to Langass Lodge and we have a fine last-night meal – I go for the wild mushroom risotto and cod with smoked lobster claw. Eck and Andy enjoy their dishes but agree the best bit is the potatoes. There are 10 of us around the table – Rebecca & Paul, Rhodri & Angharad,Eck, Andy, Sarah, Cheryl – Taigh Chearsabhagh's current artist-in-residence – and Chris Drury.<br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxbSk54Fvcqtk9VdxnainTCpySnQW9DrstniVGXU-KbKZgob5nM99km4Zj3z1n74M8qNAIdymgRPYziMr8sYVZnT7MWA4wFPI6JrFhaeIhpoh3gUKpOBwfWLcuduIEnyBr0v76wMyPMid7/s1600/Drury+canoe+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxbSk54Fvcqtk9VdxnainTCpySnQW9DrstniVGXU-KbKZgob5nM99km4Zj3z1n74M8qNAIdymgRPYziMr8sYVZnT7MWA4wFPI6JrFhaeIhpoh3gUKpOBwfWLcuduIEnyBr0v76wMyPMid7/s400/Drury+canoe+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592512258935555122" border="0" /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">49 Canoe<br />Chris Drury, 2010<br /><br />Chris has just arrived on the plane to begin work installing his show documenting the cross-Uist canoe paddle-n-drag he and Andy made together. As a memorial he’s constructed this ritual canoe from willow, heather and salmon skin. Tonight the two of them canoed to the restaurant (across Lochs Euphort and Langais), though we give them and their paddles a lift home, and take the chance to collect 2 sleeping bags for our next night at Berneray Hostel.<br /><br />The moon is on the wane, a bright star shines at about 3.20, the puffy horizon clouds are backlit silver, and the waters shine as we pass them.<br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">(KC)<br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span">coda: the train south</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br />As a counterpart to our own journey to the west of the west, these three hokku were composed by </span><a href="http://www.kevinmacneil.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Kevin MacNeil</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> on his winter exodus to the Edo of the south island, London, far from Eiheiji.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The whiteness in front</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">seems whiter than the whiteness</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">behind. Winter train.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">She fumes. He offered</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">his seat to the good looking</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">woman. Glasgow slush.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Wild snow calms London.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">A fox sleeps in the garden.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sweet tea warms me through.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span">Kevin MacNeil<br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">intimations</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.museumsgalleriesscotland.org.uk/member/taigh-chearsabhagh/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Taigh Chearsabhagh</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> is the culture and heritage focal point for the Uists, with an emphasis on community involvement and excellence in the arts. It houses two galleries, art studios, shop and cafe</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /><a href="http://langasswoods.co.uk/virtual-map/woodland_trail_nov_2010/letterbox-1-willowwillow-warblertormentil/">walking within Langais Woods</a></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span">, the website documenting the project, with details about the wood's ecology, heritage and location.<br /></span><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><a href="http://www.themodernantiquarian.com/site/197/barpa_langass.html"><span class="Apple-style-span">The Modern Antiquarian</span></a></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">, Julian Cope's online resource for news, information, images, folklore & weblinks on the ancient sites across the UK, Ireland and Europe, including the Bharpa Langais Cairn<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.isle-of-north-uist.co.uk/uist-sculpture-trail.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span">Uist Sculpture Trail</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> provides a pathway for exploration via a series of seven commissioned works by artists. All sculptures were commissioned by Taigh Chearsabhagh Museum and Arts Centre. Each sculpture involved the local community in its construction and all provide a place to sit surrounded by sea, islands and sky<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Chris Drury's </span><a href="http://chrisdrury.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">blog</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><a href="http://www.kevinmacneil.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Kevin MacNeil</span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> was raised in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland. He is a novelist, poet, playwright and editor. You can read his blog </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://loveandzen.bravejournal.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">here</span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Explore Scotland</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">'s online guide to </span><a href="http://www.isle-of-north-uist.co.uk/"><span class="Apple-style-span">North Uist</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span">, and its </span><a href="http://www.isle-of-north-uist.co.uk/uist-sculpture-trail.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sculpture Trail</span></a></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span><a href="http://www.tighdearghotel.co.uk/RunScript.asp?Article_type=Latest%20News&p=ASP%5CPg0.asp"><span class="Apple-style-span">Tigh Dearg Hotel</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">is situated in the heart of the </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span">Hebrides</span></span></st1:place></span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> with the Islands of Harris, Lewis, Scalpay and Great Bernera to the north, and Benbecula, South Uist, Eriskay, Barra and Vatersay to the south</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">The <a href="http://www.sustainablepractice.org/2011/03/01/uist-eco-film-festival/">Uist eco film festival</a> takes runs from 9 April - 1 May 2011. You can view the flyer <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20uist%20eco%20film%20festival%20pass%5B1%5D.jpg">here</a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"><a href="http://www.rhodridavies.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rhodri Davies</span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> is an experimental sound artist whose instruments include the clarsach and the harp; his work is frequently improvised, formed through interaction with natural forces such as winds and weights. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span">For AV Festival 2010, Alec and Rhodri, along with four other artists, presented works on the theme of energy and sound</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/11970765" frameborder="0" height="225" width="400"></iframe></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span">all art is, is rhythm,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span">AV Festival</span></span> 2010<br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/49%20uist%20eco%20film%20festival%20pass%5B1%5D.jpg"></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-53706504189484794812011-03-15T07:01:00.001-07:002011-07-11T03:23:39.393-07:00(4) Boreray<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span><br />‘<span style="font-style: italic;">we must find other kinds of happiness</span>’<br /><br />– Tomohiko Ogawa<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Konohana Sakuya Hime, fire goddess</span> is the nuclear power station, Fukushima, particles of radiation blown to land on Glasgow.<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">fire </span>burns on the waves<br /><br />Our story is not <span style="font-style: italic;">common knowledge</span>, but one Ian Stephen tells, of the beacons on Boreray<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">konoshi-ro, prohibited fish</span>, are in the sea<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjORUSg58HN9HTQSjrHDmlRYdLoGZ8CLQZ5E72tcoNJAUuZ83MgJAAshxsfPY6velgCsEvJTAj3gPuzHl7mUbHAv5w64JbxrNJoSKZ3HEpEBy3QOGGbs2gd_9H3eAzxwhPRTBQbvl7Uxgn/s1600/fuji.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjORUSg58HN9HTQSjrHDmlRYdLoGZ8CLQZ5E72tcoNJAUuZ83MgJAAshxsfPY6velgCsEvJTAj3gPuzHl7mUbHAv5w64JbxrNJoSKZ3HEpEBy3QOGGbs2gd_9H3eAzxwhPRTBQbvl7Uxgn/s400/fuji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592188882958621330" border="0" /></a><br />4 Reflection: Mt Fuji<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><b>Boreray | Sendai</b><div><b><br /></b></div><div>'fires are still burning'</div><div><b><br /></b>When I used to give talks about poetics I was fond of reading a love poem of Ian Stephen’s, ‘Providence’, pointing out that the text also functions as a reliable guide if you were looking to steer your way, lining up specific named landmarks with their lights of red and green, to the safety of Stornoway harbour.<br /><br />Providence, Strathgarry, Fiery Cross.<br />The Arnish light and the beacon.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Nadokoro</span>, the art of names, stasis and change. A hill or moor keeps the same name long after the wood that covered it has gone. Oftentimes a name recovers or memorializes an ecology now radically altered, The Crag of the Wolf, Goat Island, The Forest of Harris.<br /><br />Ian sometimes has the oddest turns of phrase in his emails; the same knots of meaning course thru his poems – as if the ways we have of talking to one another were intense intimacies delivered in a stranger’s tongue. Names anchor the poems, tidal emotions rip and swell around them.<br /><br />Tensions of wind-drift and keel<br />in the tracings of wakes<br /><br />But he was schooled in the spare exact speech of the coastguard, where words are lifesavers, and his spoken tales spook phrases together, coming to you as if they’d been on a wet rope flung over through a sheet of wind.<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /> </span><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:Georgia; panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:6.0pt; margin-right:0cm; margin-bottom:6.0pt; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} p.MsoPlainText, li.MsoPlainText, div.MsoPlainText {mso-style-link:"Plain Text Char"; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.5pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Courier; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-font-family:Courier; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} span.PlainTextChar {mso-style-name:"Plain Text Char"; mso-style-locked:yes; mso-style-link:"Plain Text"; mso-ansi-font-size:10.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size:10.5pt; font-family:Courier; mso-ascii-font-family:Courier; mso-hansi-font-family:Courier; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:595.0pt 842.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.5pt;" lang="EN-US" >Our story is Ian’s story, of Boreray, </span><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;" lang="EN-US" >Boraraigh that is, 5 nautical miles from Village Bay, Hirta, one of the St Kildas</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;font-size:10.5pt;" lang="EN-US" >. The beacons burn for Sendai, Fukushima, names now felt in new ways, images of a wave bigger than any wave should be.</span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><br /></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje27ZRZGFl4RQUcZZ_lp_6AJEAVSbsiUsQWsoXjDDOK5d2Ro3GiRTkgzK6DIH-EB-PMXcxk_zrYAm1iTlAqavwxm6UQSleFgdx8gHRUgcgH8xVaLAKUzf2PuWKB6qf23gjx0Op3Xm123Cw/s1600/11"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje27ZRZGFl4RQUcZZ_lp_6AJEAVSbsiUsQWsoXjDDOK5d2Ro3GiRTkgzK6DIH-EB-PMXcxk_zrYAm1iTlAqavwxm6UQSleFgdx8gHRUgcgH8xVaLAKUzf2PuWKB6qf23gjx0Op3Xm123Cw/s400/11" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602886764377613810" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:100%;">4 Stac Lee, Stac an Armin, Boreray, St Kilda</span></p><p class="MsoPlainText">Seton Gordon, 1928<br /></p><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/4%20Ian%20Stephen.mp3">4 audio, Ian Stephen </a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnarnlaD7Mn9qFJVoahHAlRfP29YtKlUHSLbi83h6TcfTTUcwek-rj5u8tBI_I57MNriX1IWO0pbC0VrkirtBMuoAi2rSnIPhUjXBQSfIvdAe6lrGZ_2eFslia3iOKpqAtGQu27AiE30Ws/s1600/is+a+thing+lost%253F+cover+image%252C+photo+Michael+Skelly.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnarnlaD7Mn9qFJVoahHAlRfP29YtKlUHSLbi83h6TcfTTUcwek-rj5u8tBI_I57MNriX1IWO0pbC0VrkirtBMuoAi2rSnIPhUjXBQSfIvdAe6lrGZ_2eFslia3iOKpqAtGQu27AiE30Ws/s400/is+a+thing+lost%253F+cover+image%252C+photo+Michael+Skelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591008864414309346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">4 'Is a thing lost…' </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br />Michael Skelly, 2010<br /></span><br />And <a href="http://hailhaiku.wordpress.com/">this link</a>, sent by our friend Stephen Gill, is for a short renga composed by the hailstones collaborative group in Kansai on the day after the tsunami, in a state of shock.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Basho’s Oku and the Tsunami </span><br /><br />The texts below featuring place-names mentioned in <span style="font-style: italic;">Oku-no-hosomichi</span> are taken from the <span style="font-style: italic;">Guardian</span>’s recent reporting of the Japanese earthquake. The relevant chapter (and corresponding blog) numbers are given in brackets.<br /><br />'In <span style="font-style: italic;">Nihonmatsu</span> (16), which is already housing 2,900 people who fled homes close to the reactor, officials said they were advised to prepare 10 new shelters for the next wave of nuclear evacuees.'<br /><br />'Other footage showed the letters SOS spelled out on the roof of a hospital in <span style="font-style: italic;">Iwanuma</span> (20), Miyagi prefecture.'<br /><br />'Photographs from <span style="font-style: italic;">Sendai</span> (22)– one of the worst hit cities – showed families crammed into schools. “The flood came in from behind the store and swept around both sides. Cars were flowing right by," said Wakio Fushima, who owns a convenience store in Sendai, which has around 1 million inhabitants and is 80 miles from the quake's epicentre. In the city of <span style="font-style: italic;">Shiogama</span> (24 & 25), oil was leaking from a refinery into the harbour.'<br /><br />'[Our family friend] lives in <span style="font-style: italic;">Shiogama</span> (24 & 25) near the coast and had to be airlifted out by the army to hospital. his house is still standing, but his sister and her family are still without electricity, water, gas and petrol.'<br /><br />'"We evacuated to high ground and a strong modern building so we are safe, but we haven't had water or electricity since the quake," said Yuta Kimura as she waited for her turn to use a well at a shrine in <span style="font-style: italic;">Matsushima</span> (26 & 27).'<br /><br />'The deputy mayor of <span style="font-style: italic;">Ishinomaki</span> (29), another devastated coastal community, lying within Miyagi prefecture, said that he was coping with the same food shortages as the hundreds of refugees now sheltering in the city hall. "I eat one rice ball a day. Of course, I am hungry, but when I think what the other citizens have been through, it's nothing. I believe food is coming. I will be grateful for that," he said.'<br /><br />'Ian Woolverton, who led the [Save the Children] mission, [said] “in other places like <span style="font-style: italic;">Ishinomaki </span>(29) we found children in evacuation centres huddled around kerosene lamps."'<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(KC)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gerry’s Sendai</span><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/4%20Gerry%20Loose%2C%20sendai.mp3"><br /></a>4 audio, <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/4%20GL%2BMG%2C%20sendai.mp3">Gerry & Morven’s memories of Sendai</a>, Carbeth (26.III.11)<br />Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br />For Eck: Sendai moments and others since time’s not linear.<br /><br />just sitting<br />listening to rain sounds<br />cicadas too<br /><br />Poems K & I have discussed:<br /><br />Santoka’s <span style="font-style: italic;">wakeitte mo</span>:<br /><br />the deeper I go<br />the deeper I go<br />green mountains<br /><br />and Basho’s<br /><br />stillness<br />penetrating the rock<br />cicadas’ sound<br /><br />Basho’s poem taught K – after three years’ thought – the difference between silence and calmness.<br /><br />Cicadas constantly moving. They land, shuffle like a dog on a blanket and sing for a while, muted colours until they move on: opening wing cases and spreading wings in flight, red and powder blue sing louder and more vibrant than their songs.<br /><br />Off to the studio with K, past the side walls of the Gardens to hear the cicadas – louder than the traffic – thousand upon thousand in full voice. K says he likes to think this is how Basho heard them. K listens every morning.<br /><br />Basho again:<br /><br />Sendai. Day of plaiting eaves with blue flags. . . . Painter here called Kaemon . . . he gave us sketches of parts of Matsushima and Shiogama. And added two pairs of straw sandals, cords dyed dark-blue . . .<br /><br />ah to have blue flags<br />bound to one’s feet<br />straw sandal cords<br /><br />Back at home and some years before I had written<br /><br />three hundred years ago the poet Basho was walking steadily north<br />from the capital<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>pausing at Sendai he met the painter Kaemon<br />when they parted the artist gave the poet a pair of sandals<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>a useful gift for a walker<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>laces dyed that exact & unfathomed blue<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>of an iris<br />about which Basho makes a poem<br /><br />reading the poem<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>I walk from my house under blown cloud to the Botanic Gardens<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>passing where Muslim sells flowers<br />in a tub he has iris for sale the precise colour of Basho’s laces<br />I greet Muslim & for less than the price of a loaf buy ten violet flags<br />equal parts bruised cloud & sunshaft<br /><br /><br />and now I found myself in Sendai keeping Basho company.<br /><br /><br />Basho also wrote the following day: Many old places brought down to us through poetry, but landslides and floods have altered paths and covered markers with earth . . . and hard to locate anything now . . .<br /><br />The news of earthquake, tsunami, nuclear fall out.<br /><br />I had written of survivors at the end of my first nuclear walk, after the words of a hibakusha; where two survivors pass each other on a bridge, tragedy eases as they pass, the unbearable borne:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">They</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >.</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> were</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >.</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> helping</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >.</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> each</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >.</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> other.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" ></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> But</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">they were barely making their <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>way.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" ></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> I</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">cried [ ]</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">these were mounds.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >. </span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> If<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span>I tried to <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>find</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">my<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> beloved<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> ones,<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. </span> I<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span>would<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> have<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> to</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">remove the bodies one by one.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. </span> T</span>here<br />were<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> all<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.-</span> kinds<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> of<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> bodies<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> in<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span> the<br />mounds.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> Not only human bodies but<br />bodies<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> of<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> birds,<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> cats<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> and<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> dogs<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> and<br />even that of a cow.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> I can't find words<br />to describe it. They were burned, just<br />like human bodies, and some of them<br />were<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. </span>half<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> burnt.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. </span>There<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> was<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> even<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> a<br />swollen<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> horse.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">- </span>Just<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> everything<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. </span> was<br />there, everything.<br /></div><br />How, how can I say it?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>da<span style="font-weight: bold;">fa</span> da<span style="font-weight: bold;">fa</span> da<span style="font-weight: bold;">fa</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>dahfoo dahfoo dahfoo<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>she names each stone<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>on the bridge with her<br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>small girl hand<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>himself going<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>opposite direction<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>long nose pretty<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>fierce teeth not<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>kempt smiles<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>inclines head<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>dahfoo smiles back<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>passes by<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>neither going<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>with dahfoo<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>’s mother<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span>three more people who<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>do not go<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>between coming &<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>going<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>a fully awake world<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>’s native land<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>mntns & waters here<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>to here<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>sweet in<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>belly<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>Inasa mountain<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>Nishizake mountain<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>Unzen<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>Fugen mountain<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>Heisei Shinzan<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>further in<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>eagles wheeling<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>birds outsing cicadas<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">(GL)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><div style="text-align: left;">Landings</div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg8YhvJGsR1ymqByk-3wBnMR-fWSqcnG0RwzW_IzunuSBQ2rW2WzEz3BQNptabJHtSMqyl3NQDi1bvsQ2sfzW3QZv6C7isGpo34jkREDVvQSsE4YQEsvSEn2Ku9EEQR5NxrVaNzmV9QPc/s1600/crane+2"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg8YhvJGsR1ymqByk-3wBnMR-fWSqcnG0RwzW_IzunuSBQ2rW2WzEz3BQNptabJHtSMqyl3NQDi1bvsQ2sfzW3QZv6C7isGpo34jkREDVvQSsE4YQEsvSEn2Ku9EEQR5NxrVaNzmV9QPc/s400/crane+2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590952683207635954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL17TB8xu-QmoffGzpXciio5YAksmZccEG5fCsgJJvI7vTtBG37aIJD1y_AD9VEcw3gRFKhJWVK9SjXGP2mtoMrZcovJZUd0cKRWjRWfvy0JtjhcZY5ckmPVI_efAh5kh3ULFKtJUsgMzD/s400/crane+1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590952677722800162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Landings</div><div style="text-align: left;">Luke Allan, 2011</div></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div>coda: email from Tomohiko </span><br /><br />Hello Alec,<br /><br />I don't have images of the earthquake.<br />But I like to tell you some,<br /><br />I went to Hiroshima last week to visit an exhibition<br />by Simon Starling and I also went to Nuclear bomb museum.<br /><br />All exhibits are very intense I couldn't say anything.<br /><br />I lost words.<br /><br />In that museum I saw many photos of town after nuclear bombing.<br />I thought both are very similar (Hiroshima and North eastern Japan).<br /><br />Both are fields of total scrap, Hiroshima was blown away and burnt out and pacific coast of Touhoku was washed out.<br /><br />You can't believe how Hiroshima recover after nuclear bombing if you see that photos. But they did.<br /><br />Life of human being is very weak in front of huge disaster but human being ourself are very strong on our hope.<br /><br />And another thing,<br /><br />Earthquake is by natural disaster but accidents of nuclear power plant is human error.<br /><br />People from company of electricity says that this earthquake was out of estimation of them and that's why they are not in charge for this accident.<br /><br />But all people are aware that that is not true. Truth is that they did dare to ignore the possibility of such big strength of earthquake. Reason is very simple. The reason is they wanted to build it.<br /><br />Government and company kept to tell that we need nuclear power plant to keep this our wealthy life. And they built it at north east for Tokyo not for north east. They kept to tell it is totally safe that's why people of North east don't have to worry. If it was so, why didn't they build it at near Tokyo?<br /><br />Now I really doubt our government. Japanese have known the fear of nuclear. But we have many nuclear power plants and it might be for our microwave oven.<br /><br />This is really bad sad joke.<br /><br />We must think about true wealth. We must graduate from philosophy on economy. We must find other kind of Happiness.<br /><br />I am very looking forward to see you in may. I feel needs a workshop for season words for Haiku for each place and each environment.<br /><br />Send best wishes to Mr.Ken and his Japanese friend.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrYsPICgvN_fn0lqIOE35erbmsy5lRFmhv9Gi3fAapTfgRauqr8WQppzqsFRqYio5nTjzkgIZir7hLHcoDllyBR9gw6rueb5BstHN82QErJKaaPb0ZKl2J1yV83sPnY99VOs7h6Afd_hZ/s1600/we+must+find.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrYsPICgvN_fn0lqIOE35erbmsy5lRFmhv9Gi3fAapTfgRauqr8WQppzqsFRqYio5nTjzkgIZir7hLHcoDllyBR9gw6rueb5BstHN82QErJKaaPb0ZKl2J1yV83sPnY99VOs7h6Afd_hZ/s400/we+must+find.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590631599124916450" border="0" /></a><br />4 hokku-label, for & after Tomohiko<br />(‘we must find / new kinds / of happiness’, after & for Tomohiko, AF)<br />photograph Alec Finlay, 2011<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda: tea</span><br /><br />The tea for this station was 'Wuyi Red Robe Oolong', enough for one cup sent to Ian Stephen in Stornoway and Tomohiko Ogawa in Beppu.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAP0TdzFQ_zNB_PKlIkWOhTiBvOvNhQJid-UezKlcZB8kGqxTnbWj3BumspP0ojC6cZnMEM8WbY6nWSM9kvJZSZEl20Kn_LsZNCLOFLDFAcGf9ZXAc1628VoBmFGrILfRyRkBip44UTg8Y/s1600/IMG_3571.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAP0TdzFQ_zNB_PKlIkWOhTiBvOvNhQJid-UezKlcZB8kGqxTnbWj3BumspP0ojC6cZnMEM8WbY6nWSM9kvJZSZEl20Kn_LsZNCLOFLDFAcGf9ZXAc1628VoBmFGrILfRyRkBip44UTg8Y/s400/IMG_3571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590652836614379858" border="0" /></a><br />tea for two<br />Luke Allan, 2011<b><br /></b><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >intimations</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.ianstephen.co.uk/">Ian Stephen</a> is a writer and artist from the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides.</span> After 15 years in the coastguard, he became a full-time writer of poetry, prose and drama in 1995. Since the late 70s his wide-ranging work has been published in numerous UK journals, as well as internationally, in Australia, Belgium, Canada, Denmark, Ireland, Switzerland and the USA<br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><a href="http://www.gerryloose.com/biog.html">Gerry Loose</a> is poet, playwright, horticulturist, and garden-designer. His most recent book-length poem <span style="font-style: italic;">that person himself</span> was published by Shearsman, 2009. You can also follow Gerry's blogs, <a href="http://saariseasons.blogspot.com/">Saari seasons</a> & <a href="http://carbeth.blogspot.com/">Carbeth: the unfinished hut</a>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.fotomomo.co.uk/">Morven Gregor</a> is an artist and photographer whose work distills those intimate, overlooked spaces around us, reconnecting them to those within us. She is the artistic director of the Birds of Paradise theatre company</span></span></span></span><br /><br />You can read Gerry's, Morven's and Peter Manson's contribution for our station 38 - Glen Fruin - <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/38-glen-fruin.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://hailhaiku.wordpress.com/">A short renga composed by the Hailstone collaborative group</a> in Kansai, the day after the tsunami</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Colin Will is a poet and publisher. You can read his blog </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://sunnydunny.wordpress.com/">here</a><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Pat Law's project <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.studiolog.heriot-toun.co.uk/7sails/7sails.php">7 Sails</a> was created in collaboration with, among others, Ian Stephen</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><a href="http://ogawa-tomohiko.com/">Tomhiko Ogawa</a> is a Japanese visual artist. Much of his work is concerned with landscape and montage<br /><br />The UK <a href="http://www.japansociety.org.uk/earthquake/">Japan Society</a> has created a disaster relief fund to aid victims of the Tohoku earthquake</span><br /><br /></div></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-32328846361796923482011-03-01T10:28:00.000-08:002011-05-04T02:15:44.317-07:00(37) Loch Etive<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">‘… or the time I've been</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />stretched in the sunshine, when I've heard</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ainnle and Ardan stepping lightly, and they</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">saying: Was there ever the like of Deirdre for</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">a happy and sleepy queen?’</span><br /><br />– J. M. Synge, <i>Dierdre of the Sorrows</i><br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Gassan</span>’s Ben Cruachan<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Swordsmiths' Hut</span>’s where the smiths <span style="font-style: italic;">temper blades in which they eventually carve: Gassan: a mark of wide repute</span> is the bloomery of Bonawe Ironworks<br /><br />Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> half-opened buds of three-foot cherry trees buried under piled-up reluctant snow</span> are Annie’s espaliered nectarines that catch the warmth of the wall<br /><br />Our recollected <span style="font-style: italic;">Gyoson Sojo's poem, which made buds seem to bud the more</span> is Annie’s ‘Let No Man Steal Your Thyme’ and ‘Rosemary Lane’<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">by and large against code to disclose what goes on here</span> is Annie's stories not to be repeated<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">tanzaku </span>are hokku-labels left flapping at the Ironworks, by the dun, down the glen, in the garden<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9-V8VytOCxCtxKdHmGLHnQBDN-R3FE-MDpX1gxVCu2JNNkDh8ZWmpaeR-px0GdU2tqMWWkV8BrZSKwZCSiNzptzBx0G0DBf3sOfYO0ZSBnLSLb0SHQ8P2C2HMo53iK1tQo0NtRjGhiVz/s1600/naoise+birlinn+postcard.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9-V8VytOCxCtxKdHmGLHnQBDN-R3FE-MDpX1gxVCu2JNNkDh8ZWmpaeR-px0GdU2tqMWWkV8BrZSKwZCSiNzptzBx0G0DBf3sOfYO0ZSBnLSLb0SHQ8P2C2HMo53iK1tQo0NtRjGhiVz/s400/naoise+birlinn+postcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582520191031709282" border="0" /></a><br />37 poemcard (view of Loch Etive over Bonawe)<br /><div>Alec Finlay, 2010</div><div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Loch Etive: That Time</span><br /><br />We’d swithered about Gassan all Spring. If we’d known earlier about Beregonium – Barr nan Gobhar, Ridge of the Armourers – that would have been pair for the ancient Smith-cult founded by Tamaomaru, Kenkyu and his son Gassan. Then there was a provisional plan to send a climbing-poet or poet-goat up Beinn Mheadhoin, to bivvy under the Shelter Stone and cross the stepping stones. But that mountains beyond another mountain, Ben Macdui, and although Basho climbed to the snow patches almost as far as the gate to the clouds, we opted in the end for craft. We couldn’t resist the invitation to stay with Annie Briggs, at <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/01/50-kilmiddlefern.html">Kilmiddlefern</a>, and that brought us close to dreich Bonawe.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtEHPSKaBXvKhx6M46Wl1GBQkY8s9Z_-QUBBDxMJomOVKFmRQZbRr_yrk_S0vVBOH2DL3eMuDJzqq58W8_sS_FvLfAyhxcuqVE_hv_VD0a2Ywvli0L2zk1ZseOea2ZEV_BZ7LN8Jy9FKaY/s1600/50+house+through+trees.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtEHPSKaBXvKhx6M46Wl1GBQkY8s9Z_-QUBBDxMJomOVKFmRQZbRr_yrk_S0vVBOH2DL3eMuDJzqq58W8_sS_FvLfAyhxcuqVE_hv_VD0a2Ywvli0L2zk1ZseOea2ZEV_BZ7LN8Jy9FKaY/s400/50+house+through+trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602786587305857298" border="0" /></a><br />Annie's garden through trees<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />But Etive caught our imagination and we looked at her both ways along the loch. Station 37 collages Loch Etiveside (August) and Glen Etive (September), this time and that, tracking the Deirdre myth inland from Benderloch / Beregonium, deep into the mountains, compassing the crown of Ben Cruachan W–E, looking for the places she and the three sons of Uisneach, Naoise chief among them, enjoyed their chaste picnics,<span style="font-style: italic;"> by the side of Deirdre's waterfall in Glen Etive, or in her House of the Sun (Tigh Grianach), or in Naoise's wood (the Coille Naoise) in the bay between Achnacloich and Airds Point.</span> (W. H. Murray)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sora’s hokku (I)</span><br /><br />the summit of clouds<br />but how many giving way<br />to the moon's mountain<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sora, tr Cid Corman</span><br /><br />the summit of clouds<br />how many bow down<br />to Cruchan’s crown<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ver. AF</span><br /><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUqTCgczYTLGE0xvpgbCSqoeI7c4e_CdJaQ4dDrttm-lgnEy-mInxcKoL1HNSJNmdOjL-ZHsyMNxf7WTBgHt90AtDOMvPUJHbd2L701pc4KHChrMfBgcOv6JlV_UOFwb0O_5LxI5SxrHV/s1600/Ben+Cruachan+postcard.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUqTCgczYTLGE0xvpgbCSqoeI7c4e_CdJaQ4dDrttm-lgnEy-mInxcKoL1HNSJNmdOjL-ZHsyMNxf7WTBgHt90AtDOMvPUJHbd2L701pc4KHChrMfBgcOv6JlV_UOFwb0O_5LxI5SxrHV/s400/Ben+Cruachan+postcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582520202079959266" border="0" /></a></div><div>37 Ben Cruachan</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bonawe Ironworks</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyaUg9bFitexe4j64odjZfrIQrLrFUVSiR-hlz9aIGCxDULF4y_wqwSneRR96rsPDkmryCM3Bl5EG7Ns3iXL2_muqkBwZOR7bHL02G2uJf00wskARy4N85vkLew_7mkkV0z_2Ul1-jvMY2/s1600/37+bonawe+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyaUg9bFitexe4j64odjZfrIQrLrFUVSiR-hlz9aIGCxDULF4y_wqwSneRR96rsPDkmryCM3Bl5EG7Ns3iXL2_muqkBwZOR7bHL02G2uJf00wskARy4N85vkLew_7mkkV0z_2Ul1-jvMY2/s400/37+bonawe+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582106251688120194" border="0" /></a><br />37 Bonawe<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i>Retracing our road through rain, past <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-dunstaffnage-dun-mhic-uisneachan.html">Dunstaffnage</a> through Connel and Taynuilt to Bonawe Ironworks or (the 1753 spelling) Bunaw. Through rain we tread listless over Historic Scotland mown lawns by empty stone buildings, watertight with earth floors and dour HS capital-lettered signs. Brambles and elderberries rain swells but won't ripen kept behind lock and key. Rain runs down well-maintained slate roofs, curtaining the doorways. Rain runs down chimneys. Sleeves. Eyelashes. It matches my feelings, for I confess this is the first hour of the entire trip I've felt was tinged, or even soaked through, with boredom.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA36-8V-3acLGXN9QZN_ynqulqD1sYtppbFhSVheK3b8e9H5VFIhND5dryJdrpdtnv-hrrLZTEi2EmQZa165viafXQjkn4aJTpPSt2lAGHzqyhgHSE6OuG_VbaYHDucTXRrOD4mrtcgxW_/s1600/37+bonawe+chimney+upview.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA36-8V-3acLGXN9QZN_ynqulqD1sYtppbFhSVheK3b8e9H5VFIhND5dryJdrpdtnv-hrrLZTEi2EmQZa165viafXQjkn4aJTpPSt2lAGHzqyhgHSE6OuG_VbaYHDucTXRrOD4mrtcgxW_/s400/37+bonawe+chimney+upview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582106257767103730" border="0" /></a><br />37 Bonawe<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span>Once charcoal heated these walls, birch and oak coppiced in 16-year cycles to sustain supplies, after woods down south ran out (for ‘Amazon’ read ‘Severn’). 10,000 acres of woodland produced annually 700 tons of pig-iron. The big sheds are for charcoal produced in the woods during the summer, the smallest for iron ore, brought here (easier that than move the trees).<br /><br />For Anno 1753 the Iron Age calendar reads c.2453. Here cannonballs that subdued natives reluctant to embrace Empire were made.</div><div><br /></div><div><div>There's a beached boat at the top of the rise.</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">for CATHERWOOD<br />read GATHERWOOD</div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span></div><br /><br /></div><div><b>Twa Blasts</b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">furnace</span><br /><br />man’s endless<br />desire for iron<br />feeds the ovens<br />a diet of charcoal<br />flame and lime<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Evolutionary Furnaces</span><br /><br />Bowl<br />Early Bloomery<br />Advanced Bloomery<br />BLAST!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>(AF)</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">poem-rubbings</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DHokHGs2jEL8LWydmGjlEAbaX3onLXVAN7KnlA1_mqB0DCx1xtevmucbLssS8mdiOvXKf-JNXn0wxLGQ4_YEU155WlhnXDsG2Gj-rmiFnty4VV0KmCnC1JWk96FRjJB_cH5Pyday3cyL/s1600/rubbing+%2528charcoal%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DHokHGs2jEL8LWydmGjlEAbaX3onLXVAN7KnlA1_mqB0DCx1xtevmucbLssS8mdiOvXKf-JNXn0wxLGQ4_YEU155WlhnXDsG2Gj-rmiFnty4VV0KmCnC1JWk96FRjJB_cH5Pyday3cyL/s400/rubbing+%2528charcoal%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582106263612412338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0f6GEeDGjuWNpfuY97XzhKwnpdpx3Lf4VuHT1_j-InyuI5-FYPwNTo3e8zs98b1c9y3WpJ9WEBNsHF3DsIIvPDF2rJrROg0N7w5JQspEbxkMMVYMyHgW035-uAwQ19_U1D1zHT_qtgxz/s1600/rubbing+%2528in+blast+winter%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz0f6GEeDGjuWNpfuY97XzhKwnpdpx3Lf4VuHT1_j-InyuI5-FYPwNTo3e8zs98b1c9y3WpJ9WEBNsHF3DsIIvPDF2rJrROg0N7w5JQspEbxkMMVYMyHgW035-uAwQ19_U1D1zHT_qtgxz/s400/rubbing+%2528in+blast+winter%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582106266732821794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEine26cWVgZQZlnqWxg83k_CPI7GEvm5YWO0-4c9vCbN2sDMbxJQ3apIDlMA3imNCbNFPTxubus3AogKPoyV3wFZXsEi21wtwdNwFobrY56LxpnhnJnb6Yix1GvUnFeRSzr-zImYKtCFX0g/s1600/rubbing+%2528oak+bark%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEine26cWVgZQZlnqWxg83k_CPI7GEvm5YWO0-4c9vCbN2sDMbxJQ3apIDlMA3imNCbNFPTxubus3AogKPoyV3wFZXsEi21wtwdNwFobrY56LxpnhnJnb6Yix1GvUnFeRSzr-zImYKtCFX0g/s400/rubbing+%2528oak+bark%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582106274244590162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdMRJcp9H583CJCqPaZ2Xb0xQVKevq_teX_O-joAUXAj8Z4DW-AqyfBp4D5fny_lNcXpCdrUoBz3DecpIG4dS2dOARlId8GhUuClkf_l61ZlV9i1Kx17yHjE12QiyoQ-vXQ1Z69cGnZLQ/s1600/rubbing+taken+trees%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdMRJcp9H583CJCqPaZ2Xb0xQVKevq_teX_O-joAUXAj8Z4DW-AqyfBp4D5fny_lNcXpCdrUoBz3DecpIG4dS2dOARlId8GhUuClkf_l61ZlV9i1Kx17yHjE12QiyoQ-vXQ1Z69cGnZLQ/s400/rubbing+taken+trees%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582107729143821026" border="0" /></a><br />37 rubbed found poems<br />(Historic Scotland metalwork signs, pencil and rain, Bonawe)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;">(AF)<br /></div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two Duns: Loch Etive Precessional</span><br /><br /></div>I’m glad to exchange Bonawe for an adventure into the prehistoric unknown. Things perk up where there are duns. We’ve developed our Bluffers Guide over the summer and, after practising on Category D examples – Dun Telve, Dun Troddan, Dunsinane, Dunadd – we’re ready for the challenge of locating some less well known category C redoubts.<br /><br />It dawns on me, in the drizzle, Dun Chatbach & Dun Creagach align, due W; beacons, either side of the peninsula, elevating the loch into a processional sea-aisle, marked by ceremonial fortifications, Ardchattan Priory, the heights of <span>Na Maoilean and Beinn Mheadhonach</span>, and Cruachan; making the real waterway a symbolic channel peeked with the anticipation of a sail, Naoise’s birlinn.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span>The loch bends deep, leading into the mountain fastness of Glen Etive, the secret sunbower we’ll seek out next trip.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;">(AF)<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(I) Dun Chatbach</span><br /><br />Dun Chatbach’s route runs with rain, sploshes beneath the railway bridge through the fractured rusting gate, west along a muddy path. If you hear the gush of a waterfall through the rain you’re on the right road. Trampling through soaked bracken we compared maps and split, Eck for the lower countours, where it was raining, Ken the high, where there was also rain.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55hInay7E5OR5n8CNFu-6ejiw-eaN_hVvulcF4MLmf3WqubZ2AdX6LqzRxsWstb7-nYCet47PM05gijxhFfQb0db5TS-bly007dYLCrRektUOG5h1YdCjVLnt6xGgxRivkDEf-ww276k_/s1600/37+Dun+Chatbach+nectarine+5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55hInay7E5OR5n8CNFu-6ejiw-eaN_hVvulcF4MLmf3WqubZ2AdX6LqzRxsWstb7-nYCet47PM05gijxhFfQb0db5TS-bly007dYLCrRektUOG5h1YdCjVLnt6xGgxRivkDEf-ww276k_/s400/37+Dun+Chatbach+nectarine+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582107742190506850" border="0" /></a><br />37 Argyll nectarine<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Surprisingly, at such heights, Ken spots a nectarine, Bashoesque, or from a ballad or fable, a fruit perhaps from the enchanted forest through which the invisible soldier follows the twelve dancing princesses as secretly they make their way to the ball on the island.<br /><br />proof? yes –<br />the golden leaf<br />he thought to pocket<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsk0NBWaoYwHCn0IH61so4HZopxZomDavU1p4QX5GZMmQhBAWckYDfk_xKl5S6EC8Csl79fNpi9THbIBC2yieg_sfVfRm5l2GDcP4vi9-jtlWJO8exoEwqyHEAL9eSLieWgo1a_Zy03KA/s1600/37+hokku-label+%2528when+will+I+understand%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsk0NBWaoYwHCn0IH61so4HZopxZomDavU1p4QX5GZMmQhBAWckYDfk_xKl5S6EC8Csl79fNpi9THbIBC2yieg_sfVfRm5l2GDcP4vi9-jtlWJO8exoEwqyHEAL9eSLieWgo1a_Zy03KA/s400/37+hokku-label+%2528when+will+I+understand%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582107747720346114" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘when will I understand / the water’s song? /When nectarines ripen / along its banks’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Eck’s got a good feeling about the bumpiness of his wild bracken field: excitement peaks when he spots a clump of wood-sorrel dry under the damp fronds. Pull back the rind of moss, like mandarin, or gouda, and here’s my rickle of Dun. Big wave to Ken up there in the nectarine grove, in the rain.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhcSL39nUJ6hbkvrlQ-hav8z0NASxkw5U1VYOizxVWCq48pu-dZ6MW0iSBsvggSVRa_QQg5KAkvBDzN-Ea9plpM0-FghUwMzusbOKRK6PhETtZxoE8MxkALIE6i2xJN0KQ3ZDtpYL-_WP/s1600/37+Dun+Chatbach+stones.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhcSL39nUJ6hbkvrlQ-hav8z0NASxkw5U1VYOizxVWCq48pu-dZ6MW0iSBsvggSVRa_QQg5KAkvBDzN-Ea9plpM0-FghUwMzusbOKRK6PhETtZxoE8MxkALIE6i2xJN0KQ3ZDtpYL-_WP/s400/37+Dun+Chatbach+stones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582107752206434066" border="0" /></a><br />37 Rind<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-89rklGkRlkEUryEQiqxoo-xtSSrWejWmsRbe4eakbFAGohKNf7vDm1obYMeRNzBBrVMLjPalWR-9J2P1uE4E_KkjdgtObQbtEJ8Mrai-fW8oLjgyf0_5PtPSMLhuaK9_zcY6XTvsQWe/s1600/37+Dun+Chatbach+cult+objects+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX-89rklGkRlkEUryEQiqxoo-xtSSrWejWmsRbe4eakbFAGohKNf7vDm1obYMeRNzBBrVMLjPalWR-9J2P1uE4E_KkjdgtObQbtEJ8Mrai-fW8oLjgyf0_5PtPSMLhuaK9_zcY6XTvsQWe/s400/37+Dun+Chatbach+cult+objects+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582107753771259586" border="0" /></a><br />37 Basho with cult objects (fruit & Springbank single malt)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Following the bumpy wall mound further round I found a wee cutaway, no bigger than a sheep hole, with a scrape of cobwebby rubble: vitrification, my ceremonial beacon theories take flame.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ6n3B5zDm6o5AG_JCc3sNTN92ANsH0Z5pqImSLnkfBFvSFes-3Hx1qj5Sptyd4HEJP4Hm9Drqzr2hbSykIJO_kyjCTcWConSHy0Rq36iu3PMuWberpb0i5TO9lEzur8jvNzfZ_AVkg_6C/s1600/37+hokku-label+%2528vitrification%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ6n3B5zDm6o5AG_JCc3sNTN92ANsH0Z5pqImSLnkfBFvSFes-3Hx1qj5Sptyd4HEJP4Hm9Drqzr2hbSykIJO_kyjCTcWConSHy0Rq36iu3PMuWberpb0i5TO9lEzur8jvNzfZ_AVkg_6C/s400/37+hokku-label+%2528vitrification%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582112154512770738" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘vitrification / on the cusp // of wall and sorrel / make this my Dun’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />The rain hasn’t stopped, but we’re brighter out here in the wild.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7T9zH5gRVCgwkMG6DdUmA8PVqBWIAcWptRDXfMDfxhh3JH_YurxGREeITVHxaW3vdwhBYb8Q8q6s9NE-Nj0nQ8rlbExO_-DKjjgs4F0anE7v6b6D6FzM7KlxZgh5tDNAM8v6qcmURhEn/s1600/37+hokku-label+%2528no+boat+today%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF7T9zH5gRVCgwkMG6DdUmA8PVqBWIAcWptRDXfMDfxhh3JH_YurxGREeITVHxaW3vdwhBYb8Q8q6s9NE-Nj0nQ8rlbExO_-DKjjgs4F0anE7v6b6D6FzM7KlxZgh5tDNAM8v6qcmURhEn/s400/37+hokku-label+%2528no+boat+today%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582112161458525458" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(no boat / today // Deirdre’s / sorrow // is the / rain’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(II) Dun Creagach</span><br /><br />Our OS shows Dun Creagach by <a href="http://www.britainsfinest.co.uk/gardens/gardens.cfm/searchazref/81001800ACHB">Achnacloich Garden</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">,</span></span> seawards, due west of Dun Chatbach. The house, stone-dated 1885, has a sign that reads WAY OUT / PARK HERE, so we park here, but when we leave we find it reall means DON'T PARK HERE, GO ROUND THE CORNER AND PARK THERE. Harder to parse than a hokku. The honesty box’s split wet wood is held together by a rusty padlock, and the leaflet’s proud of its 30-odd types of rhododendrons, though it’s a qualified pride; planting the woodland garden began <span style="font-style: italic;">with the inevitable task of first clearing dense masses of Rh. ponticum.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPZ_AbZEEfTHKUxqzxtJlJbj5LR0ODfBrdKB-CLAgZUoNkNVMBYzJjCyIgch96x1DHRS9jhAZZmGEAzLGu-LxUUT4AV3bmvH4bjy8HEFMWExQWPslC-D9Uzff2Sb7FfhGNI4XSCGt3mdqD/s1600/37+Achnacloish+bench.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPZ_AbZEEfTHKUxqzxtJlJbj5LR0ODfBrdKB-CLAgZUoNkNVMBYzJjCyIgch96x1DHRS9jhAZZmGEAzLGu-LxUUT4AV3bmvH4bjy8HEFMWExQWPslC-D9Uzff2Sb7FfhGNI4XSCGt3mdqD/s400/37+Achnacloish+bench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582112167102001970" border="0" /></a><br />37 Achnacloish bench with rain</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /></span></span><br />Heavy rain discourages much exploration.<br /><br />The rhodies the leaflet lists might make a contemporary Scottish XI – mostly familiar names, but with the odd foreign import – which today are set up 4–3–3:</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Albrecht</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bailey Davidson Falconer Grierson</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hodgson Hunnewell Johnstone</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Schlippenbach Thomson Ward</div><div><br />(Williams, unenviably, has to make do with a place on the bench.)<br /><br />We reach the sort-of shelter of one of the look-outs above Loch Etive, an unofficial renga platform with a sea view of the Abott's Isle. Not sure what this tree is with jaggy leaves and long brown catkins. The lichened bench contemplates still microtonal sealoch-grey.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY985MzSiFrZrNLAN8u71Nt-rlqIh4Aoxtw7tPyBhz0_kXXjlfedpW4XwurxqUAVcH6q4J7NdRcST8_wycXteL3e36bhaSc1dDgq3YuCFoHiBPr3GxY_Dz8N39TwXnu-VEyRKaSb0uPWn/s1600/37+Achnacloish+Dun+Creagach+%2526+Abbot%2527s+Island.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY985MzSiFrZrNLAN8u71Nt-rlqIh4Aoxtw7tPyBhz0_kXXjlfedpW4XwurxqUAVcH6q4J7NdRcST8_wycXteL3e36bhaSc1dDgq3YuCFoHiBPr3GxY_Dz8N39TwXnu-VEyRKaSb0uPWn/s400/37+Achnacloish+Dun+Creagach+%2526+Abbot%2527s+Island.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582112172126153122" border="0" /></a><br />37 Achnacloish Dun Creagach & Abbot's Island<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /></span><br />There’s the dun, a wee treed cnoc with sea on one side and from here too steep to get down without slipping and that, of course, is the point. Sizeable sated mushrooms are oozing back into the earth. We look across to Beregonium as a heron glides across the water.<br /><br />We drive back through intermittent light and heavy rain.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnMmOc1S1pHALmbg_jimOPalkmuwj3TNtyqpFGXxLQ2chxR1HPdVEzcCPuRkix0KXb8StCDdfYX4lFlMGa15jKKvuahg6usw71LcRT_e46vvAZjTOboNoOjUvhNSqhytOAaRb2rErLGBE/s1600/37+hokku-label+%2528the+Abbot%2527s+flock%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnMmOc1S1pHALmbg_jimOPalkmuwj3TNtyqpFGXxLQ2chxR1HPdVEzcCPuRkix0KXb8StCDdfYX4lFlMGa15jKKvuahg6usw71LcRT_e46vvAZjTOboNoOjUvhNSqhytOAaRb2rErLGBE/s400/37+hokku-label+%2528the+Abbot%2527s+flock%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582113883419975666" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘the abbot’s flock / huddle on the shore / as still as stones // Loch Etive’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(KC)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Annie’s Secret Garden<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Basho’s love of tradition shines at Gassan, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">praising the smiths’ dedication to their ancient art</span>; as Annie’s knowledge of traditional song shines.<br /><br />Basho turns his gaze to the late gean; the same gean seen flowering in Edo so many months ago at journey’s beginning; here scattering petals over glistening snow. Stubborn, flower out of season, in a beautiful region. Annie guides us through her garden, tells of winter’s cold edge which caught the plums but spared the nectarines. All along we’ve been looking for the right Station 50, where Basho visits the old recluse, Tosai, who he hasn’t seen for 10 years. <span style="font-style: italic;">Has he turned senile now or is he dead? Told upon enquiring: “Still alive,” living at such and such a place. Quiet spot off the road a piece, modest weather-beaten house, all entangled in yugao and hechima and the door lost behind keito and hahakigi. Well, this must be it, and knocked at the door, bringing a humble woman out. </span>It feels right that Annie Briggs should be our Tosai, and so we decided to make a portrait of our stay with her, but in a secret way, by recording her lovely garden hid in <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/01/50-kilmiddlefern.html">Kilmiddlefern</a>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>(AF)</i></div><div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Glen Etive: This Time</span><br /><br />We can’t help but criss-cross ourselves, each trip drawing together threads of different stations, into our Seamful Garment. Over a wonderful breakfast at Bunrannoch House (Kinloch-Rannoch), under our lodestone, Schiehallion, we talk the project over; the extent to which Ken values Basho as a guide for writing – <span style="font-style: italic;">the road north</span> as extended flyleaf poem – and how, for Eck, there is an immediacy of reflective response, and sense of integration in the practice of hokku-labels, wishes and our oku-rites, which have their forbears and which are new to share.<br /><br />We’ve a long road round to Loch Ruthven, taking in stations past and still to come – <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/36-schiehallion.html">Schiehallion</a>, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/23-glen-lyon.html">Glen Lyon</a> (Fortingall), Falls of Dochart, Colin’s <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/31-beinn-dorain-by-colin-will.html">Ben Dorain</a>, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/34-outlandia.html">Outlandia</a>, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/02/43-hica.html">Loch Ruthven and H-I-C-A</a> – but it's station 37, Glen Etive, that we’ll do today. When we were at Annie’s our boat trip up Loch Etive, to see the seals and mountains, was cancelled due to rain, so all we could gain was the damp grey curtain of Ben Cruachan, seen from Dun Chatbach. We wished to go round the bend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, a month on, we’ll wend our way in from the head of Deirdre’s glen, south until we can see the E of Ben Cruachan, joining the skylines. (Up at H-I-C-A that evening, discussing the project with Gair, I realise that we're not so much describing our journey as the places we go – there's no particular sequence to the blog.)<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Back to the Future</span><br /><br />Our road goes S-W-N.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tullochcroisk–Schiehallion</span><br />Starting slowly, at Braes of Foss, here’s Schiehallion from the E, tracing the path Ken took in June. Ken’s recalls the Maskelyne Memorial (and spots a fine fly agaric straight out of <i>Performance</i>). Schiehallion was the first landscape represented using contour lines, and later on the west coast, a pebble that’s a mini-mountain complete with its own contour lines.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4p4ITBg6fL2dWAQTqXqFLgn4M-of9B-Aax3NOO2-u2UIsIJsNhFf1vit3gvuSzFr8ji7hbcjxmG5fCWvoDGxwJFiOb3bMNncNO_GEsjJf0eUBy_RM08Skh50r3UEsrLkm79WWQjUE2L_/s1600/37+Maskelyne+Memorial.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4p4ITBg6fL2dWAQTqXqFLgn4M-of9B-Aax3NOO2-u2UIsIJsNhFf1vit3gvuSzFr8ji7hbcjxmG5fCWvoDGxwJFiOb3bMNncNO_GEsjJf0eUBy_RM08Skh50r3UEsrLkm79WWQjUE2L_/s400/37+Maskelyne+Memorial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582113887305068626" border="0" /></a><br />37 Maskelyne Memorial<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanVXot09LQtFrMJlsq3iXU4t5wgE73ZalppLZxiwzxzHXTyik7K31V0Of7Lk-UW4bqk15sspBLvoHSlZn4vzw6APwAjW0YivheN_IizQMoCl93tn8Nu7O4wWg8-sJU-gt0SEIgWZG5CN0/s1600/37+Fly+agaric+braes+of+foss+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjanVXot09LQtFrMJlsq3iXU4t5wgE73ZalppLZxiwzxzHXTyik7K31V0Of7Lk-UW4bqk15sspBLvoHSlZn4vzw6APwAjW0YivheN_IizQMoCl93tn8Nu7O4wWg8-sJU-gt0SEIgWZG5CN0/s400/37+Fly+agaric+braes+of+foss+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582113890877589442" border="0" /></a><br />37 Fly agaric, Braes of Foss<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Schiehallion–Anchorage</span><br />At Fortingall the meadow of the standing stones is new mown. (Allan Pollok-Morris catches us a winter view).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6979WMUHRCYyj5TWI66z9OViz8sJR4QVooWCVziWXij6REYWTJauFJNt4iGjzRc-BS9X2kBZZ1s5ZI41lTOSWz-ULae8DmkJ1bG43YBA8Zpv9fybkKlG_41kz6-nY2HdYeO5xD88tSIa/s1600/lr2+TRNCF019890.jpg"><img style=";cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6979WMUHRCYyj5TWI66z9OViz8sJR4QVooWCVziWXij6REYWTJauFJNt4iGjzRc-BS9X2kBZZ1s5ZI41lTOSWz-ULae8DmkJ1bG43YBA8Zpv9fybkKlG_41kz6-nY2HdYeO5xD88tSIa/s400/lr2+TRNCF019890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602785568142388034" border="0" /></a><br />Allan-Pollok Morris, 2011<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Past Kenmore Eck spots Anchorage, a new lochside cabin, diamond square, with a flighted double-triangular roof, windows only on the lochfacing side.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sqpFR_IFIWPOsvPVfrRNxTYVFwa12-DeZvaBPkC1OivtNMvud3K2PGuxQk-7EMfV9NvC_FuIUVgrddojIrYiZNywwYfUMvwToHk1ne23YBsL3UhMOO-damoJOOWcPAm1LQ3Ipf6i-GUa/s1600/37+Loch+Tay+house+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sqpFR_IFIWPOsvPVfrRNxTYVFwa12-DeZvaBPkC1OivtNMvud3K2PGuxQk-7EMfV9NvC_FuIUVgrddojIrYiZNywwYfUMvwToHk1ne23YBsL3UhMOO-damoJOOWcPAm1LQ3Ipf6i-GUa/s400/37+Loch+Tay+house+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136881726751906" border="0" /></a><br />37 Anchorage, Loch Tay<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfYpP1v2E8LeBSD1pPgCqaSY3wOftk9hENDbZqhNAw-DysiHghdjRvYgQoJFx5druOGCfJXfLc0uifP1M8jK-TmO71-xf0KqNGhbqTLBvu8ohwOFNKqQftZxPpag6C9nW6Rdf4aGPE6dVK/s1600/hokku-label+%2528prow+ploughs+waves%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfYpP1v2E8LeBSD1pPgCqaSY3wOftk9hENDbZqhNAw-DysiHghdjRvYgQoJFx5druOGCfJXfLc0uifP1M8jK-TmO71-xf0KqNGhbqTLBvu8ohwOFNKqQftZxPpag6C9nW6Rdf4aGPE6dVK/s400/hokku-label+%2528prow+ploughs+waves%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136887134487330" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘prow / ploughs / waves’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Anchorage–Killin</span><br />At Killin we leave a wish on a willow by the Falls of Dochart for Judith, as she again makes her way to Edinburgh for radiotherapy (4 weeks of 6 done now).<br /><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CWDh7EVz_Xb1Hq5BKfxh0aM-iYDpjtkfOI-Na8ngaGUDZSvz0ZBlBZ_8V9l7dHwh88gYw4K6QZY4qoRvHLkcaW_xKCo-TylKafgUb68J8esOCp0f7o4_SGOhVITDCnjUiDqQQ6xWj2OU/s1600/wish%252C+Falls+of+Dochart.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CWDh7EVz_Xb1Hq5BKfxh0aM-iYDpjtkfOI-Na8ngaGUDZSvz0ZBlBZ_8V9l7dHwh88gYw4K6QZY4qoRvHLkcaW_xKCo-TylKafgUb68J8esOCp0f7o4_SGOhVITDCnjUiDqQQ6xWj2OU/s400/wish%252C+Falls+of+Dochart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582521217166405106" border="0" /></a><br /><span>37 wish, Falls of Dochart</span> <span><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br /></span><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8itvDNHc09qRL9N0QTYEYGOeGIYL8pR5-TFkCCA4syCLNTx5b7iLEcDbNbuE_HWsOqj3Jdr9xGwhP3kaIhfIXt4j-_3to0rjJCbVkCoVhr0Zwrmq2YgR37olKyr53miOJvTT0ejNnyK0e/s1600/Sora+Killin.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8itvDNHc09qRL9N0QTYEYGOeGIYL8pR5-TFkCCA4syCLNTx5b7iLEcDbNbuE_HWsOqj3Jdr9xGwhP3kaIhfIXt4j-_3to0rjJCbVkCoVhr0Zwrmq2YgR37olKyr53miOJvTT0ejNnyK0e/s400/Sora+Killin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582521224904832322" border="0" /></a></div><div>37 Sora, Killin</div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Killin-Buchaillie Etive Mor</span><br />Pointed the right way now, we park by a Marisian lochan on the north side of Rannoch Moor, 20 miles as the crow flies from where we sat yesterday afternoon, eating Ruskinian trout and taking heather tea.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulecDKBQLQ3_nhEoKdV8NpRAyx6FOTl_kibUU84_zYBkgHc7PNzfQ70uU4sEjvMCWOAHmyEfS6hbi9QxhSOTY_h4N70WufcPMaPkaIP8Rjf5tIaHYioyu2RwZrk_7-jpl-GpGkrnHBEkW/s1600/hokku-label+%2528islanded+cloud+shadows%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulecDKBQLQ3_nhEoKdV8NpRAyx6FOTl_kibUU84_zYBkgHc7PNzfQ70uU4sEjvMCWOAHmyEfS6hbi9QxhSOTY_h4N70WufcPMaPkaIP8Rjf5tIaHYioyu2RwZrk_7-jpl-GpGkrnHBEkW/s400/hokku-label+%2528islanded+cloud+shadows%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136894175519762" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘islanded/cloud/shadows // cloud/shadowed/island’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qmCfnmZdBsmq9vNcX5R-IUEQT3wmt43oZ-lg0_3EbhrkyKJlgF4Gf89F57fPmiQ7eqG93jM3n1Hh5me3_hA92uFe7OKl93olGQvfB955ob8WRg6kgibRP70LpZqwqkzfu_5NanHYxqi-/s1600/Rannoch+Moor+frog.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qmCfnmZdBsmq9vNcX5R-IUEQT3wmt43oZ-lg0_3EbhrkyKJlgF4Gf89F57fPmiQ7eqG93jM3n1Hh5me3_hA92uFe7OKl93olGQvfB955ob8WRg6kgibRP70LpZqwqkzfu_5NanHYxqi-/s400/Rannoch+Moor+frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136902452202914" border="0" /></a><br />37 Rannoch Moor frog<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Ken recalls a story about W.S. Graham taking a notion to walk over the moor, unprepared for conditions, and when a storm blew up had to take shelter in a sheep fank. (The story was related by Robert Frame in <i>Edinburgh Review</i>, no. 75, and is also referred to in this <a href="http://www.project.star.ac.uk/darkhorse/Issue%2018/DavidCameron%5B1%5D.pdf">essay on Graham</a> by David Cameron – no, no, another one). Our pal Peter Manson tells our pal Gerry Loose that every time he walks past West Graham Street in Glasgow he wishes he was tall enough to white-out the 'e' and 't'.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Buchaille–Loch Etive </span><br />Buchaille Etive Mor marks the turn off down Glen Etive. Later that day we would meet her lover.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">B<br />U A<br />C H A<br />I L L E<br />E T I V<br />E M O R<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">winter’s near<br />in your<br />snowy cone<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlYZgQScjF3Lv9ukEjmgsmwMoxsuLDTFQW3DgTW7wxDt5QSBA_Og3YCjqu38nJcqNw8d7O944j1PRB52wmIeV-2cXHPRJsANetrupOg_k2chsYA31oUTVmLAteSus_6lEhXv-EcamS4Rn/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Buchaille+Etive+More.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlYZgQScjF3Lv9ukEjmgsmwMoxsuLDTFQW3DgTW7wxDt5QSBA_Og3YCjqu38nJcqNw8d7O944j1PRB52wmIeV-2cXHPRJsANetrupOg_k2chsYA31oUTVmLAteSus_6lEhXv-EcamS4Rn/s400/hokku-label%252C+Buchaille+Etive+More.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582136900029210578" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">River-Rapido</span><br /><br />Not far down the glen, below Stobh a Ghlais Choire, there’s are a flock of multicoloured kayakers bobbing like ducks – young guys, adepts and flakeys, with girlfriends on folding chairs by the vans. The cropped kayaks fly the falls in rapid flight to a freezing pool – plop – icy douk – & they’re caught in the pull, back paddle or sheer into the rock face either side. Now we see why they’ve got snub noses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFb-2JhwSavyNkS6tug9OjkeSbWhZjqlvKrs8jdWhaVqeBIudr3usyr1nWbsX4Lgs8EiyNhRevEhz1NLpTtE6gCdUgZJo2t2OUGb9PUDqK7mrCjrmmgZq0ZIEjugVHTdNdK_DB6goEag6j/s1600/Kayakers+1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFb-2JhwSavyNkS6tug9OjkeSbWhZjqlvKrs8jdWhaVqeBIudr3usyr1nWbsX4Lgs8EiyNhRevEhz1NLpTtE6gCdUgZJo2t2OUGb9PUDqK7mrCjrmmgZq0ZIEjugVHTdNdK_DB6goEag6j/s400/Kayakers+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582140703579404514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnEn-nKu-8eXHWWG8_ng_tQFYXXUburq5njKYl7bvzOfr5q2QRJj8kNBBvgOKIjT73amTpkBenBnRwp0FThZtipZDFGnatC-kcsnMnBu7-MVMcVagloQ5ra7NtWaoEBcPqeSSe5J5rP9-/s1600/Kayakers+2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgibB1r1VFVO7Z7ApF8LXtcLMjF57ShMWrQraoxepZT38Fvv3BDxgIjO2rKhhri_XmlSfOd2CfQnkq4ZbEcRSHuHcquD9aHBhuP4mQYeInLAgpvuvDsomETpOLnN6f5R6wngyxh2QRQ2xrk/s400/Kayakers+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582140714990496178" border="0" /></a><br />37 Kayak-falls (I-IV)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYrCfshgcfNUt-gtmdM42rgBVAG5LXYKrzEnoDSje61h2TLAh9gMgHK34wl1VNRDGo_hGlpcvd93YkcHx53PYVfh9qZHt18yhyphenhyphenPNJSL6z2pmU_XoB7j5U81ufsG5eelKF66A6fpOk_EFP/s1600/37A+rapids+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYrCfshgcfNUt-gtmdM42rgBVAG5LXYKrzEnoDSje61h2TLAh9gMgHK34wl1VNRDGo_hGlpcvd93YkcHx53PYVfh9qZHt18yhyphenhyphenPNJSL6z2pmU_XoB7j5U81ufsG5eelKF66A6fpOk_EFP/s400/37A+rapids+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582483491231585298" border="0" /></a><br />37 white water<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Snow-Diamonds on Windshields</span><br /><br />Further into the glen, at the corrie, Stobh na Broige, the marker bears a wintery patina.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1CYRFWsJly71bvQu1kMDXgxWD_gAC6Zw0YDdDft57E2HAf6R8rDEVp49-KtCT7XD6oHAvC8FDBCcbLK86TnSh0FsFW3WDGpSWl1k7zuriV7jCUqcMSY-742IW8ywThtkVLUSswump92SO/s1600/37A+hokku-label+%2528tree+roots+hold%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1CYRFWsJly71bvQu1kMDXgxWD_gAC6Zw0YDdDft57E2HAf6R8rDEVp49-KtCT7XD6oHAvC8FDBCcbLK86TnSh0FsFW3WDGpSWl1k7zuriV7jCUqcMSY-742IW8ywThtkVLUSswump92SO/s400/37A+hokku-label+%2528tree+roots+hold%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582483500594131554" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘tree roots hold / through the flood / of scoured scree’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Basho strikes a Ruskinian pose.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5VAuGbfgsxDrpondIUAWhfYUznqzrrC3wUiZHoMIplNmkBql4aXZsB7fVMLw06RaC5f_dDdVIlGkD5wTsXg49tlj-DIkg391Fb_OaLuhmqcIwVVwXXY-IXjK0Tj-h30gXZfZIeM-k2HE/s1600/Ruskinian+Poses.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5VAuGbfgsxDrpondIUAWhfYUznqzrrC3wUiZHoMIplNmkBql4aXZsB7fVMLw06RaC5f_dDdVIlGkD5wTsXg49tlj-DIkg391Fb_OaLuhmqcIwVVwXXY-IXjK0Tj-h30gXZfZIeM-k2HE/s400/Ruskinian+Poses.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582483503025133058" border="0" /></a><br />Ruskinian Poses (KC)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Further down the rivers’s Loch Urr, with small densely wooded islands; a lochan oddly bypassed by its own river. Here cheeky Sora tweaked the paps of The Buchaille.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6F4pqV_VVr6liG4PCyzEslYYmfyEa1UdOd1OsRWRPJmuGlUTM6Siyb0ISSKZuFcwUNStCuHSzcNV5sdMGRM9xCzuhghvzHDhvqynACXnaB5Np6ytlLuSkuP-UJ-QRptJuvM7mw0cPY5S/s1600/Sora%2527s+Tweak.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6F4pqV_VVr6liG4PCyzEslYYmfyEa1UdOd1OsRWRPJmuGlUTM6Siyb0ISSKZuFcwUNStCuHSzcNV5sdMGRM9xCzuhghvzHDhvqynACXnaB5Np6ytlLuSkuP-UJ-QRptJuvM7mw0cPY5S/s400/Sora%2527s+Tweak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582489472324049874" border="0" /></a><br />37 Sora’s Tweak<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />The maps dotted through the glen say <span style="font-style: italic;">you are here</span>; the road atlas has nonsense villages where there are less than a few scattered houses, Loch Etive, Druimachoish, Glenceitlin.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Warning: Goose</span><br /><br />We giggle at a handmade roadsign with a goose drawn on. Around the corner we watch on as the car ahead is stopped by The Gualachulain Goose stood right in the road, hissing big hisses, then attacking from the side, where the car’s armour is weakest.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPXpQ3z91ON4qx1UIrpdDCv9L2v3tEg7KEFbHF5ZZJoTuxKCjyuxuQ74AGOS_A49mc82nl_VWrzrnCOUgIB-sVRDXeDEP5_wmxBbCoGL9a93OQi9wDwclwzFGm6HnZ05l79ytNQtu1KJu/s1600/Goose+attack.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPXpQ3z91ON4qx1UIrpdDCv9L2v3tEg7KEFbHF5ZZJoTuxKCjyuxuQ74AGOS_A49mc82nl_VWrzrnCOUgIB-sVRDXeDEP5_wmxBbCoGL9a93OQi9wDwclwzFGm6HnZ05l79ytNQtu1KJu/s400/Goose+attack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582489862084415826" border="0" /></a><br />37 WARNING: GOOSE ATTACK!<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Deirdre’s Loch Etive</span><br /><br />We lunch by the loch, backs sunwarm to a large erratic, looking over to the portable pier below Meal nan Gobhar, where the goats were, where now the harvested timber’s being taken to ferry out. Traipsing the tideline – holly and alder and a tangled debris of branches and clogged grasses – we each make 14s, Eck ties a wish and a hokku-label, and sets a buckshee trainer to swing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7wTq5G4m1Q4__XtwM3xBzy-SDIJo9jzYruRmo-sPM9O31DD9zsnosTvK-3DKTExly2krVgyy9aXDJ_nny_Vzc0qRdj9Kb5eqIODPQFiHRPx2IddgaI5AITuRC_G7HpAGM7bx6Uu5hxA3H/s1600/fourteen+rhododendron+leaves.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7wTq5G4m1Q4__XtwM3xBzy-SDIJo9jzYruRmo-sPM9O31DD9zsnosTvK-3DKTExly2krVgyy9aXDJ_nny_Vzc0qRdj9Kb5eqIODPQFiHRPx2IddgaI5AITuRC_G7HpAGM7bx6Uu5hxA3H/s400/fourteen+rhododendron+leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582489880424880290" border="0" /></a><br />14s (rhodie leaves)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY98TJDyvlcjqExP2KLQzobsrmsNxt_U0Xx0j9EFjYCEc-hw4Bk-ocKcFPv9P-lo_lwKF5ILW78BSPWT1hohAzPupVixXDbxKVIdi9dLYzOmMXRRi-taKyaXCWNrLh9JB1gec6hqX88-_Q/s1600/fourteen+pieces+of+wood.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY98TJDyvlcjqExP2KLQzobsrmsNxt_U0Xx0j9EFjYCEc-hw4Bk-ocKcFPv9P-lo_lwKF5ILW78BSPWT1hohAzPupVixXDbxKVIdi9dLYzOmMXRRi-taKyaXCWNrLh9JB1gec6hqX88-_Q/s400/fourteen+pieces+of+wood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582489867887738274" border="0" /></a><br />14s (sticks)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicvZwcgZ93a56IS6rvcq_MUcMkUhUKPAMvt1-C3kg4-k6PeE69JacTrOwyKzFutynWao2IhmaJw6s3RsNGpFPPlCpq0CvLehvtEYWgG8PNvPOsQQl_sfpR8Lt-JAIWF1o7zsG9EdhC7FzZ/s1600/37A+wish+loch.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicvZwcgZ93a56IS6rvcq_MUcMkUhUKPAMvt1-C3kg4-k6PeE69JacTrOwyKzFutynWao2IhmaJw6s3RsNGpFPPlCpq0CvLehvtEYWgG8PNvPOsQQl_sfpR8Lt-JAIWF1o7zsG9EdhC7FzZ/s400/37A+wish+loch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582489855308322386" border="0" /></a><br />37 wish, alder<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspIg6WAmekTCjkAEQoukIjgfBA7Zl8ZoD9DmMMppPrLsMVxax5wXEDOjwj-d6FMw51-wpFt-SigR_EhZBwydXK5ULGcbqK5rOY9uAgz5Urs6O7wpHrlfwlX4Mp8FglFAQDcT9BFCHlY0n/s1600/37A+hokku-label+%2528another+day+gone%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspIg6WAmekTCjkAEQoukIjgfBA7Zl8ZoD9DmMMppPrLsMVxax5wXEDOjwj-d6FMw51-wpFt-SigR_EhZBwydXK5ULGcbqK5rOY9uAgz5Urs6O7wpHrlfwlX4Mp8FglFAQDcT9BFCHlY0n/s400/37A+hokku-label+%2528another+day+gone%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582491156472943394" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘another day gone / watching for the sun // to catch the sail / of Naoise’s birlinn returning’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />There are apples from Tamsin's allotment; Ken picks out three pips, one for each of the sons of Uisneach. These we will need shortly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EbveM4891ufstPHqvC-OJMsuN02FADTlfxZZG9rK5sfeHSTwUn4VLiIMGD-xnYV-TR1pSMGJTNv4GAaJudyDfPIxSAWdM4ne741doFQlI_hnEfKrY7KYefrPo4HplJZhtcpM_rU3giZo/s1600/37A+hokku-label+%2528i.m.+the+apple-trees%2529+3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7EbveM4891ufstPHqvC-OJMsuN02FADTlfxZZG9rK5sfeHSTwUn4VLiIMGD-xnYV-TR1pSMGJTNv4GAaJudyDfPIxSAWdM4ne741doFQlI_hnEfKrY7KYefrPo4HplJZhtcpM_rU3giZo/s400/37A+hokku-label+%2528i.m.+the+apple-trees%2529+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582491153695091602" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘i.m. the apple-trees / of the three sons / of Uisneach’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Sora gathers sticks for Naoise’s beacon. Mrs Climber from the fire next door kindly offers us a burning branch, but Sora explains that his beacon's <span style="font-style: italic;">poetic </span>– as in, entirely useless – rather than of practical purpose. Mrs Climber flicks her smouldering taper into the loch and tells us how the Buchaille is<span style="font-style: italic;"> her lover</span>, has been for years. Just last night she came up late from Glasgow, but 'The Great Herdsman' bumped her off; now the city beckons again so there'll be no reconciliation today. Fresh-faced bundles of bright hues, a terrible dresser, just like my climbing pals at Uni.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvNFEM4-PFrjtGXWs5wUo_01ClIMkLwlTSMu8nPtYsAJSrVVdASP7llObM5oZDePMwrzzKK2YJwpgtTpSjkYPERktVp_uY9Lo9OrWP_6cl_tZ5JnlJv6gLQX3ZOLrtP6OzASxtfLd3abF2/s1600/Beacon.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvNFEM4-PFrjtGXWs5wUo_01ClIMkLwlTSMu8nPtYsAJSrVVdASP7llObM5oZDePMwrzzKK2YJwpgtTpSjkYPERktVp_uY9Lo9OrWP_6cl_tZ5JnlJv6gLQX3ZOLrtP6OzASxtfLd3abF2/s400/Beacon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582521450594672914" border="0" /></a></div><div>37 Beacon (for Naoise)</div><div>Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF, KC)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Grianan</span><br /><br />Deirdre and the sons of Uisneach escaped here from Conchobor's Ulster – a idyll in the waste-places, Malick style, where they lived peacefully among the local tribes until the game failed them. The return to Ulster was always going to end badly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSCu8MCAXYa600Jaq7DowIri8QDdI6I6ZWFRnCzJj0Qnq20gv2MAHAiPAkiKLemWYjih7sHStTLdT6IgSzFHGyq8up4jtApGorXK9JHLtYkNxt_i-vgGAp2zBEWnMcicca35vjueOJXtpn/s1600/37A+hokku-label+%2528Deirdre+and+Naoise%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSCu8MCAXYa600Jaq7DowIri8QDdI6I6ZWFRnCzJj0Qnq20gv2MAHAiPAkiKLemWYjih7sHStTLdT6IgSzFHGyq8up4jtApGorXK9JHLtYkNxt_i-vgGAp2zBEWnMcicca35vjueOJXtpn/s400/37A+hokku-label+%2528Deirdre+and+Naoise%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582491165644679202" border="0" /></a><br />37 hokku-label<br />(‘Deirdre and Naoise / exiles happy a while / in the badlands’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />We want to find – or at least have looked for – Deirdre's Stob Grianan, ‘sun bower’, or, ‘sun house’ (‘Tigh Grianan’ says the sign by the loch). Seton Gordon located this at Dalness, the big house, fenced off from the road. Peering up the Allt Lairig Eilde, which Deirdre used to follow over to Glencoe, there’s a line of thin deer fences protecting the millennium forest, and a path leading onto Stobh Dubh, the back way to Buchaille, far beyond our legs today.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuPFj2-T4UJy_eifc1CvATsG5Imgd4eTzyDLuadRJgb_58Ie6j_YcxWXuWV6GqYmbIJSRrw-ezLoNcxxWR9_ILieKn6c68RRIv20qLDpGtibgNbG41E8P20LVkhXZ4btPrkZiDPCIUvPUq/s1600/37A+for+deirdre+3+apples.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuPFj2-T4UJy_eifc1CvATsG5Imgd4eTzyDLuadRJgb_58Ie6j_YcxWXuWV6GqYmbIJSRrw-ezLoNcxxWR9_ILieKn6c68RRIv20qLDpGtibgNbG41E8P20LVkhXZ4btPrkZiDPCIUvPUq/s400/37A+for+deirdre+3+apples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582491170422231154" border="0" /></a><br />(‘for Deirdre / 3 apples’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Eck sinks three finger-holes and Ken plants the three apple seeds in the lee of a rock. Then Ken clambers down to the burn with a label for a rowan, dooking his right foot for his troubles. At the mouth of the glen, back at Buchaille, we stop by birches with labels and wishes, and Eck dooks his right foot in a bog for his troubles.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKtzgJpBlqrkPfWp3G8HdL7blBbmcqvsUh9AK2_pn3vnjV2bDe84_tS6oDFzGAhMyoGroxvfjgubxIwGpD02aF2-os03djON3KnN6i3gXyv8OMvzTYZxYysfefgF0RUnFTHwA5QZkj8mTb/s1600/Basho+labelling.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKtzgJpBlqrkPfWp3G8HdL7blBbmcqvsUh9AK2_pn3vnjV2bDe84_tS6oDFzGAhMyoGroxvfjgubxIwGpD02aF2-os03djON3KnN6i3gXyv8OMvzTYZxYysfefgF0RUnFTHwA5QZkj8mTb/s400/Basho+labelling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582522136870706210" border="0" /></a></div><div>37 Basho labelling</div><div>Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqwhDT4JFH08mXR0EWPQDnk_nfO6VfJ8QiSIivXw47EqaOZfpl6HhtSbsDabnwDRU4bQfNf76gaXH1ouHnEYCeiQz4OHEF_p-9ZmiGQ-kQoC2lKHuezd37xpSx-DWLbwi-pXXLnIPCWVfQ/s1600/37A+hokku-label+%2528berry-laden+rowans%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA1WKl0RDwpr6yRuDCIxeuR_K5kqSKUJc_JLBJF7vFnfmXSYfH0Sk5-m1MQ1ITsVwdcm5O4_T2fDDTsC8C-MT42l6GqYzwTzLNmrt72IX2OTbscddlbLAIQVgxuUMi_X_yWnORb8lRh87K/s400/buchaille+skyline+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590648186178753554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ILdPpL4_O7mkAh-1e43SJnEY7tL5GVBzvxQMhkUttfrt3ClyOehVeMmccdAJc9rT4xwkGBGydsgIuZiwE-IA-ouNgbPFEY_LI05mzsrLu8iysPUIFzoaO1TbxSu3YDUJO1FaIlDT5B5G/s1600/buchaille+skyline+8.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ILdPpL4_O7mkAh-1e43SJnEY7tL5GVBzvxQMhkUttfrt3ClyOehVeMmccdAJc9rT4xwkGBGydsgIuZiwE-IA-ouNgbPFEY_LI05mzsrLu8iysPUIFzoaO1TbxSu3YDUJO1FaIlDT5B5G/s400/buchaille+skyline+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590646325790596882" border="0" /></a><br />37 Buchaille skylines<br />Alec Finlay 2011<br /></div></div></div><div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations<br /><br /></span><span><a href="http://www.historic-scotland.gov.uk/propertyresults/propertyabout.htm?PropID=PL_036&PropName=Bonawe%20Historic%20Iron%20Furnace">Bonawe iron furnace</a>,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>founded in 1753, is the most complete charcoal-fuelled ironworks in Britain.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span><a href="http://www.britainsfinest.co.uk/gardens/gardens.cfm/searchazref/81001800ACHB">Achnacloich Garden</a> overlooks Loch Etive, with Ben Cruachan eastwards and the Island of Mull westwards.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.ap-m.co.uk/news.php">Allan Pollok-Morris</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.ap-m.co.uk/news.php"></a></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">' exhibition 'Close: A journey in Scotland' (</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">22nd January - 5th of June 2011 at the </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">United States Botanic Garden Exhibition, Washington DC</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> features an 40 of Allan's large format prints and film. He </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">was recently interviewed by Sandy Felton, <a href="http://www.reckless-gardener.co.uk/an-experience-of-place">here</a></span></span>. </span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.goldilox.co.uk/engfolk/frames/anne_briggs.htm">Annie Briggs'</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> recordings include </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;">The Hazards of Love</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> (1964)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> and <span style="font-style: italic;">The Time Has Come</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> (1971).<br /><br /></span></div></div></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-53979439909304452332011-02-21T09:36:00.000-08:002011-12-21T09:23:00.240-08:00(43) H-I-C-A, Loch Ruthven<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />'At HICA - past, present and future coalesce into a kind of concentrated 'presentness' in the viewer's mind. Being brought into the 'inviolate circle' at the Dalcromnie space, rather than feeling distant from centres of production, display and consumption of art, instead we feel present in mind.'</span><br /><br />- Colin Glen, essay for the exhibition catalogue of <span style="font-style: italic;">You'll have had your tea?</span><br /><div><br />Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> Mt Unohana and vale of Kurikara </span>is the Great Glen<br /><br />Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> Kasho, a merchant from Osaka</span>, is all the visiting artists and curators here for the Great Glen Air show<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">thatched hermitage </span>is H-I-C-A, Loch Ruthven<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">eggplants cucumbers</span> is aubergines and potatoes in the Lodge, and kedgeree in the marquee<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">unrelentingly </span>/<span style="font-style: italic;"> autumn’s wind</span> is unrelentingly / autumn’s rain<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw56bB3gN8bfieG6iZJu9pf0w_RC5Pn5xxEeYDWrsPYu94SKUbR4pTHBUI1KbfZHKl22gKAJ31MaV9ohQRNpoMdyuXFATCGdh6-259Xqjnln0FO3ECQxkwXCEnRyw3Pvf3Wx5z1XGpfBDZ/s1600/43+loch+ruthven+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw56bB3gN8bfieG6iZJu9pf0w_RC5Pn5xxEeYDWrsPYu94SKUbR4pTHBUI1KbfZHKl22gKAJ31MaV9ohQRNpoMdyuXFATCGdh6-259Xqjnln0FO3ECQxkwXCEnRyw3Pvf3Wx5z1XGpfBDZ/s320/43+loch+ruthven+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578805771862222530" border="0" /></a><br />43 Loch Ruthven<div>Ken Cockburn, 2010</div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bashoing Loch Ruthven</span><br /><br />Crossed <span style="font-style: italic;">by the old lattice windmill on Beinn Dubhcharaidh</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">vale of Torness</span>, in Ruthven on <span style="font-style: italic;">18th of September</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Adam Dant, an artist from London</span>, in town, <span style="font-style: italic;">along with the folks from the Arts Catalyst. </span>Stayed at <span style="font-style: italic;">HICA again</span>. One <span style="font-style: italic;">Louise K. Wilson</span>, known for <span style="font-style: italic;">her </span>devotion to the art, of some repute too in the world outside, unexpectedly <span style="font-style: italic;">has a wee baby, Poppy</span>, quite young, and <span style="font-style: italic;">the family fresh in from a show in Dortmund.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">cheap airflights</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">we lament</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">the cost</span><br /><br />On being invited to Dalcrombie:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the deftness of Eilidh</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">fingers and thumbs busy</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">with the year’s jams</span><br /><br />And on the road this poem<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">grey on grey</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">the pelting rain un</span><span style="font-style: italic;">relenting in the autumn wind</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF) </span> </div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HICA</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXXXkYQvGn-sDePKGb37tzCpvio1PxnqjARPdmQPesLBefgjdhFKR4ss379QfA-DWmLmtynEh833tF8btR_KAxheNYbBbZutAG-tJ7B-qmIOydTliedGhkc6dNuh6kueBFmEmxfr0iiMC/s1600/HICA+sunny+view+s%252C+photo+by+Eilidh+at+hica.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXXXkYQvGn-sDePKGb37tzCpvio1PxnqjARPdmQPesLBefgjdhFKR4ss379QfA-DWmLmtynEh833tF8btR_KAxheNYbBbZutAG-tJ7B-qmIOydTliedGhkc6dNuh6kueBFmEmxfr0iiMC/s400/HICA+sunny+view+s%252C+photo+by+Eilidh+at+hica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585365667527332674" border="0" /></a><br />43 HICA<br />Eilidh Crumlish, 2009<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtGui0AdtLu03eT9YowZsxfotV-AT0iRPrJYcp-PyHIw2Pn5Qzc2KlqE7nekubD3Ygi_Vt_thT4WNUBy8y7ER64fbO1Pdtkm4vxMz8ZgGatTXle12ULOk7joPdzqe4gEL31uUMkzWg7VX/s1600/jeremy+millar+show+s%252C+photo+geoff.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtGui0AdtLu03eT9YowZsxfotV-AT0iRPrJYcp-PyHIw2Pn5Qzc2KlqE7nekubD3Ygi_Vt_thT4WNUBy8y7ER64fbO1Pdtkm4vxMz8ZgGatTXle12ULOk7joPdzqe4gEL31uUMkzWg7VX/s400/jeremy+millar+show+s%252C+photo+geoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585365670072810146" border="0" /></a><br />43 HICA: Jeremy Millar Exhibition<br />Eilidh Crumlish, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv5e_OKg10sUqPKPH2-nhREpTqC9AKxaCFZzmj-UYd1iUgLR37hXabtpRL_ouReJvVRgc2wnnzclj32myoJu0YYUknN18lXVUGjkE4RzQ4xBXuFUSCBli01MS3Dc8XYrcGlEvfxbNw64Uh/s1600/tea-moons+HICA.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv5e_OKg10sUqPKPH2-nhREpTqC9AKxaCFZzmj-UYd1iUgLR37hXabtpRL_ouReJvVRgc2wnnzclj32myoJu0YYUknN18lXVUGjkE4RzQ4xBXuFUSCBli01MS3Dc8XYrcGlEvfxbNw64Uh/s400/tea-moons+HICA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582827301391013954" border="0" /></a><br />43 tea-moons<br />Alec Finlay, HICA, 2009<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFg0CX9riSAVF_ijB3zToHo1G52Z1nNqcDP11eru7_L07ftzEG0rp049waiiYjpKNeSZnUH3CIMgiC_vZbCrzo9NJymadnNDUr13cooUeh-1dTmpbA1-RDjvW9o3tt2WlKkgUv8LzOfsH5/s1600/tea+moon+s%252C+photo+by+Maris.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFg0CX9riSAVF_ijB3zToHo1G52Z1nNqcDP11eru7_L07ftzEG0rp049waiiYjpKNeSZnUH3CIMgiC_vZbCrzo9NJymadnNDUr13cooUeh-1dTmpbA1-RDjvW9o3tt2WlKkgUv8LzOfsH5/s400/tea+moon+s%252C+photo+by+Maris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585365673850201474" border="0" /></a><br />43 tea-moon<br />'This / Is / timE / Given / flavoUr / tAste / aNd / liquiditY / In / proportioN', (tieguanyin), AF<br />Alec Finlay, HICA, 2009<br /><br />One of the things that makes HICA special is that there art is woven into Geoff & Eilidh’s daily life – for all that its rubric is the exploration of Concrete Art, experientially all of us have made the long journey to take in that view over the loch, of mountains beyond mountains. Much of the content of HICA is the opportunity to share their wonderful hospitality, see how the chickens are doing and sample that year’s fruit wine. It adds up.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-KJ8jygzbpPJpcIWnVd2MP-D7UNKwsvEpHCSz0wbG5UnjzANstUPIfCVaIuzq1Y8Ghs3YJGn-4jtXbaiqtIYN515k4MYOhfirRbqI1366rBZH99qpQ4xW_2CRclk3J8bvOCwJ2kORB6T/s1600/Barno+by+the+fire%252C+HICA.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-KJ8jygzbpPJpcIWnVd2MP-D7UNKwsvEpHCSz0wbG5UnjzANstUPIfCVaIuzq1Y8Ghs3YJGn-4jtXbaiqtIYN515k4MYOhfirRbqI1366rBZH99qpQ4xW_2CRclk3J8bvOCwJ2kORB6T/s400/Barno+by+the+fire%252C+HICA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582506428580452466" border="0" /></a><br />43 Barno by the fire, HICA<br />Caroline Smith, 2009<br /><br />Coming back there is also another chance to see the rowan, in which nestles a ‘Home to a king’ nest-box, bearing the text: ‘Narrow and crimson (5)’ – a poem in which the rowan hides its name, and to which I add a new verse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1KgtlVoDWkGb3w8J3l19Jn18noyUNRsoIKhLtgjIUYbIfZF2_eboP8nqXodabDbPjMABx3hxwcjFCEsY0__YvAoJp3qKF3B-73tgXhNyerKGDLjI1Sn1HuxY_guHiM_iAJur7XuOe4se/s1600/43+birdbox.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1KgtlVoDWkGb3w8J3l19Jn18noyUNRsoIKhLtgjIUYbIfZF2_eboP8nqXodabDbPjMABx3hxwcjFCEsY0__YvAoJp3qKF3B-73tgXhNyerKGDLjI1Sn1HuxY_guHiM_iAJur7XuOe4se/s400/43+birdbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582506440062523650" border="0" /></a><br />43 Nest-box<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmCn1xhtb46noA6piuENjyfanl1spkofTRAPDhtwvV0yqE5Qoq9zEXvHyv0MFTunHpdfiZGo3BXE_71qatJIrYO87V4vGZKDne_R8dRNT1uQ_XJwcNV4hZUGNkw_O063haGnmBovptSIr/s1600/HICA+view+with+nestbox+s%252C+photo+geoff.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmCn1xhtb46noA6piuENjyfanl1spkofTRAPDhtwvV0yqE5Qoq9zEXvHyv0MFTunHpdfiZGo3BXE_71qatJIrYO87V4vGZKDne_R8dRNT1uQ_XJwcNV4hZUGNkw_O063haGnmBovptSIr/s400/HICA+view+with+nestbox+s%252C+photo+geoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585365665798637186" border="0" /></a><br />43 nest-box<br />Eilidh Crumlish, 2009<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDDGRHOr_kbcgukLpYNQ272lSl8ahrjgdDOgwK3fXnp1ZF-FxHuqPzUoxQPwG2QC99DoE-5pKuYedF6KkyAPGIxBtOjGnditB_Jr74W-73Aj0vH3nHeH-xt-ezVjMeQqYhRUF_Y5ofNJN/s1600/43+hokku-label+%2528fingers+and+berries%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDDGRHOr_kbcgukLpYNQ272lSl8ahrjgdDOgwK3fXnp1ZF-FxHuqPzUoxQPwG2QC99DoE-5pKuYedF6KkyAPGIxBtOjGnditB_Jr74W-73Aj0vH3nHeH-xt-ezVjMeQqYhRUF_Y5ofNJN/s400/43+hokku-label+%2528fingers+and+berries%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582506452480736514" border="0" /></a><br />43 hokku-label<br />(‘fingers and berries / beckon the birds’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Looking back to the house, through the rain, I spot a domestic moon, like those I found at Meg’s house.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJIthSdJHFxdcu7wHrNV6siinU7c9fqdMWQ5T0jfhgPis1DQLSQyT51lUD0AmeNv9jh0k7E3EkaebU47g8wSFZ3tjavKBRoNdlfRHfcsuxOyruqSRLtQQX-UVwhdTiI5N3XGHxiIe4QfAj/s1600/HICA+moon.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJIthSdJHFxdcu7wHrNV6siinU7c9fqdMWQ5T0jfhgPis1DQLSQyT51lUD0AmeNv9jh0k7E3EkaebU47g8wSFZ3tjavKBRoNdlfRHfcsuxOyruqSRLtQQX-UVwhdTiI5N3XGHxiIe4QfAj/s400/HICA+moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582506468439203922" border="0" /></a><br />43 HICA moon<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Great Glen Airshow</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw56bB3gN8bfieG6iZJu9pf0w_RC5Pn5xxEeYDWrsPYu94SKUbR4pTHBUI1KbfZHKl22gKAJ31MaV9ohQRNpoMdyuXFATCGdh6-259Xqjnln0FO3ECQxkwXCEnRyw3Pvf3Wx5z1XGpfBDZ/s1600/43+loch+ruthven+2.jpg"><br /></a><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUQi0-v5O-56fpJ9PYdREvQ7grmBTVd9tTZ8PhGh6Y7JSpgKiq5vTqXOdVLm25uLnqSOPHZSGnyFf07kx5G_nzUKw11TrjtpBhn-tpVi8QqTbq75Ev_t02DPAnE9PbgMNddull90ppO3B/s1600/43+lodge.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUQi0-v5O-56fpJ9PYdREvQ7grmBTVd9tTZ8PhGh6Y7JSpgKiq5vTqXOdVLm25uLnqSOPHZSGnyFf07kx5G_nzUKw11TrjtpBhn-tpVi8QqTbq75Ev_t02DPAnE9PbgMNddull90ppO3B/s320/43+lodge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578806908047503874" border="0" /></a><br />43 The Lodge<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</div><div><br />Lots of the airshowers are staying in the lodge, just up the road from <a href="http://www.h-i-c-a.org/">H-I-C-A</a> ‘proper’. We’re a couple of miles down the road, and as we arrive on Friday just before dusk yellow flares are being ignited, trial runs for tomorrow, but the wind direction shifts and smoke blows towards us. Sulphur, says Jo. Over the meal, Adam Dant describes the ‘blank’ library he’s made for Outlandia, names to be added to the spines on Sunday.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfMa7JMOeXO2TEqjz5Q02Kcj3qWJA1_G7XJgb1Pg40xgjvj9c2LNiF58Z7qHRIM2pAudFw4bEpXWob7jALhZR2I8C99WHytwx-iBPtur0jiGnuul5RJgiK_DY0Q0D46PcXg05vnLjIJHj/s1600/43+airshow+sign.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfMa7JMOeXO2TEqjz5Q02Kcj3qWJA1_G7XJgb1Pg40xgjvj9c2LNiF58Z7qHRIM2pAudFw4bEpXWob7jALhZR2I8C99WHytwx-iBPtur0jiGnuul5RJgiK_DY0Q0D46PcXg05vnLjIJHj/s320/43+airshow+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578805768569813314" border="0" /></a><br />43 The Great Glen Artists Airshow 2010<br /></div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs3HkgfZ5L7clLLNMcgcd7w5oe3TVhs_rqWmMQsytvNEE_iLX8pL5KKCaW_olDV-o2n4zYSCRAyP0DjA2UhGvporzbUH6q7M9Ltar0pTpJfWRPMJS8OBikUmniHmoCy-iQyntc0LJhGwTX/s1600/43+rowanberries+%2526+Eck.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs3HkgfZ5L7clLLNMcgcd7w5oe3TVhs_rqWmMQsytvNEE_iLX8pL5KKCaW_olDV-o2n4zYSCRAyP0DjA2UhGvporzbUH6q7M9Ltar0pTpJfWRPMJS8OBikUmniHmoCy-iQyntc0LJhGwTX/s320/43+rowanberries+%2526+Eck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578805775002997986" border="0" /></a><br />43 Rowanberries & Eck<br /></div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010</div><div><br />Saturday’s rain that's forecast to clear later does no such thing. At lunchtime, listening in the car to Stuart and Tam on the radio we think of Morven. Emerge to H-I-C-A’s rain, vegetable garden, marquee, gallery. Susanne gives me a Malevich kite to fly, the one with the black circle, but in the windless rain it doesn’t get off the ground. Further uphill the wind turbine’s turning so there must be wind there, and once there the kite pulls away and flies a treat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmkYV0qX-Tnp8XGanvpw83TsNJGVgSt6iUacODsfRGWwodnaJZBQt2HulF-FdY0Nw1McNu2z3HkB1r3fwxE3MQ_8Jq6kKds2Us-hJN7lmR-QVRg6JM1VSw4GPbf6CnevfO_31a-pmpmns/s1600/43+kite+%2526+hand.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmkYV0qX-Tnp8XGanvpw83TsNJGVgSt6iUacODsfRGWwodnaJZBQt2HulF-FdY0Nw1McNu2z3HkB1r3fwxE3MQ_8Jq6kKds2Us-hJN7lmR-QVRg6JM1VSw4GPbf6CnevfO_31a-pmpmns/s320/43+kite+%2526+hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578805783454068770" border="0" /></a><br />43 flies a treat<br /></div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7fupjbcdipFizD1uHn16KFwUXjxFGuT9XRk4bW7vow4A_ALL0AUh0wVMTqsioOtyM8lbYHuswy7jIgLXBdHIFuORnkUqe0J3_Tmrnq0lLz1IX4UOMrhkBrIVFXKhgJFxfVhuv09g2Hsf/s1600/Sora%2527s+kite.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7fupjbcdipFizD1uHn16KFwUXjxFGuT9XRk4bW7vow4A_ALL0AUh0wVMTqsioOtyM8lbYHuswy7jIgLXBdHIFuORnkUqe0J3_Tmrnq0lLz1IX4UOMrhkBrIVFXKhgJFxfVhuv09g2Hsf/s320/Sora%2527s+kite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578806911789095970" border="0" /></a><br />43 ('wind unspools malevich black into cloud grey', KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhInAwG1ZS8jlZdOdVVYK2tJeOueueLSx9V4DEC8me1-KaYy0-jQ2HNnSZrrMbDoFnM7rwecIUvTkmBKT1NNgmq0OIfc8X_KvNlcuKqcxFefMb1NiJangHIuhnFf1uyliU0sR_GDxhxqS/s1600/Malevich+Kite.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhInAwG1ZS8jlZdOdVVYK2tJeOueueLSx9V4DEC8me1-KaYy0-jQ2HNnSZrrMbDoFnM7rwecIUvTkmBKT1NNgmq0OIfc8X_KvNlcuKqcxFefMb1NiJangHIuhnFf1uyliU0sR_GDxhxqS/s320/Malevich+Kite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578805784954565778" border="0" /></a><br />43 Susanne Nørregård Nielsen, Malevich Kite<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />A group has gathered round the turbine for Eck's reading scheduled for 4pm. But problems with the flares mean Rob’s said 4.45. With damp solidarity we disagree, and Eck reads twice, now and with the flares, though most folk stay for both readings. An umbrellaed Murdo Macdonald is among the crowd, and with typical unfussy erudition expands our partial knowledge of <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/13-sma-glen.html">Clach Ossian</a>.<br /><br />43 audio, <span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/43%20Alec%20reading%20at%20The%20Great%20Glen%20Airshow%2C%20HICA%2C%202010%20%28Stanley%20Recordings%29.mp3">Basho reading at the Airshow</a><br />Stanley Productions, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn89XDkAXvLOt6G3QMydn-lQZnBw_MtLoqjKxDLCnY9eMTSPtdVzA71suDAlZvx9Tfz5sm2R0HTVjEhxNXG6wUdw6Rat3_frESlWYg3Dl0mT1d26nSNIRxaNmgFu7Zzgw8J3C7lGiXdxKU/s1600/43+eck+reading+3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn89XDkAXvLOt6G3QMydn-lQZnBw_MtLoqjKxDLCnY9eMTSPtdVzA71suDAlZvx9Tfz5sm2R0HTVjEhxNXG6wUdw6Rat3_frESlWYg3Dl0mT1d26nSNIRxaNmgFu7Zzgw8J3C7lGiXdxKU/s320/43+eck+reading+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578806919949898482" border="0" /></a><br />43 Eck's Skying performance</div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHAZckgNH5vakRw_MV9wALrA08L-0jhBpxfPoOqYFH-_KXWoIU-VsB9h4jEfG_0-3ngXTvvugpZ1QSkaicm4Jg8ljfvGAXDb4gB0Ao3dCJEBaQsI0Emb1q-Hb8fCMwrAdAUbcpbmMx06zI/s1600/Airshow+1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHAZckgNH5vakRw_MV9wALrA08L-0jhBpxfPoOqYFH-_KXWoIU-VsB9h4jEfG_0-3ngXTvvugpZ1QSkaicm4Jg8ljfvGAXDb4gB0Ao3dCJEBaQsI0Emb1q-Hb8fCMwrAdAUbcpbmMx06zI/s320/Airshow+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578806920926808994" border="0" /></a><br /><div>43 Basho reading<br /></div><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2MEks5uqH6VlZJ15XisVFMc4xj0WLSPKxP_Z37Ytb1ys0VbscDuUSZ5A_qYAk7zLjkTT2Gj5uBvcKZ2TSmsD9YxDyvdGwpQ_08CBh3j2Ct-BYwQQt5FTdLkdSFphxjCUZPsSkk-go8gft/s1600/Airshow+2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2MEks5uqH6VlZJ15XisVFMc4xj0WLSPKxP_Z37Ytb1ys0VbscDuUSZ5A_qYAk7zLjkTT2Gj5uBvcKZ2TSmsD9YxDyvdGwpQ_08CBh3j2Ct-BYwQQt5FTdLkdSFphxjCUZPsSkk-go8gft/s320/Airshow+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578807676531736290" border="0" /></a><br />43 Basho reading<br />Sue Pirnie, 2010<br /><br /><http: com="" video="" v="10150105853213256&comments"><http: com="" video="" v="10150105853213256&comments">We libate and pass round Laphroig one way, Red Oolong the other; people are either abstemious or sip very daintily as the whisky lasts the circle.<br /><br />These are some of the sentences Basho read at the Airshow, under the windmill, in the pelting rain.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">an age of carbon offsets shouldn’t consider itself superior to the age of papal indulgences</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />someday each island will be undersail with a turbine of its own</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the blade has to fall before it can rise</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">windmill turbines are frowned upon because they can be seen and heard</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">being seen a windmill can neither hide nor lie</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">there is no energy more witheld from sight than the atom of nuclear power</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with wind energy fuel returns from its stint in the fiery underworld</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">community-owned turbines nationalise land and power at one and the same time</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">neocapitalist wind-farm V wind eco-village</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />being stuck in the mud we’ll fry in the sun</span><br /><br />Alec Finlay, for The Great Glen Airshow<br />September, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8J93A6YxG1QALbq17ERij2boXO1VgTonW4uc6dVgKE1sfkwU_OU82t8c79V27auwcmhBYqAmgFgMLhJdNadhjS8VKeAec2P8oreqIg89-R5_IZZ4IJdxX4zO5kfDO5aXUYuj1ZgHT0TN/s1600/43+yellow+flares+%2526+kids.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8J93A6YxG1QALbq17ERij2boXO1VgTonW4uc6dVgKE1sfkwU_OU82t8c79V27auwcmhBYqAmgFgMLhJdNadhjS8VKeAec2P8oreqIg89-R5_IZZ4IJdxX4zO5kfDO5aXUYuj1ZgHT0TN/s320/43+yellow+flares+%2526+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578809283138798114" border="0" /></a><br />43 yellow flares<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Yellow flares burst and drift on the hillside. The kids are initially curious, then rather lose interest.<br /></http:></http:></div><div><br />why's it yellow smoke?<br />because they're making a picture<br />in the sky<br /><br />the kids' game<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">who's-the-tallest</span><br />is really<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">who-can-climb-on-</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">the-biggest-rock</span><br /><br />The woodland installations offer Brazilian birdsong, and partial glimpses of the listeners. <a href="http://www.londonfieldworks.com/projects/bpak/video.php"> <span style="font-style: italic;">Between Premonition and Knowledge</span></a> is a work by Bruce and Jo at London Fieldworks, who also concieved <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/11/34-outlandia.html">Outlandia</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcolwBlBjnNxSr3XRMZMh2UQHd6GgW_VahpE8k_B_Yk80LsRArGnLcA-DY4s6nXWgP7MhiwYgzV-m9ABhFoLZyNYpwTDWMtL4jdpqiZ53FP-ZcspYvShwNOFrCPNg_1-FWUJxlqFy9nMlC/s1600/43+woodland+screen+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcolwBlBjnNxSr3XRMZMh2UQHd6GgW_VahpE8k_B_Yk80LsRArGnLcA-DY4s6nXWgP7MhiwYgzV-m9ABhFoLZyNYpwTDWMtL4jdpqiZ53FP-ZcspYvShwNOFrCPNg_1-FWUJxlqFy9nMlC/s320/43+woodland+screen+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578809706379685666" border="0" /></a><br />43 woodland screen<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN09hcJIf_LmmsrrV4um0eJRP-Y0Ti4RaG9I2aFd9jmbtv4RYgJ78n-qNbleSMEdmf3NDfeOOvIuEaDjvKBxWxFam9XvjfvIh90bA7VEEXO7HsaZNU9jJS-OX9zB6-mKOcWs8z9BfynHo6/s1600/film-spotters.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN09hcJIf_LmmsrrV4um0eJRP-Y0Ti4RaG9I2aFd9jmbtv4RYgJ78n-qNbleSMEdmf3NDfeOOvIuEaDjvKBxWxFam9XvjfvIh90bA7VEEXO7HsaZNU9jJS-OX9zB6-mKOcWs8z9BfynHo6/s320/film-spotters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578809934798713522" border="0" /></a><br />43 film-spotters<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />I find a lost padlock on the wall by the rowan tree, pick fourteen rowanberries for Isobel and after a three-verse arrangement develop a freeform sonnet in a roadside puddle.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhVVEnSV7Vc4bjUQ9FBn67NZRqbHBUGc_RP_Q3i__p7_yK7qvManno2u3XhKJVA0izas9mAaPCy2GnUPByALylVYxGJridDE41FgwvvBlgzIbpe6IXKSsGUYG41G0oBB0Y_0HJlGT5t4Z/s1600/43+lost+padlock.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhVVEnSV7Vc4bjUQ9FBn67NZRqbHBUGc_RP_Q3i__p7_yK7qvManno2u3XhKJVA0izas9mAaPCy2GnUPByALylVYxGJridDE41FgwvvBlgzIbpe6IXKSsGUYG41G0oBB0Y_0HJlGT5t4Z/s320/43+lost+padlock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578806915654572386" border="0" /></a><br />43 lost padlock<br /><div>Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltTy0_ySybSPLICr1nXod0XTr2caK5-VZ7amrtWAoxsa3hRM-ARy-B3wj-xlXJ466lg1PpFMiWBLwUQz_t0Wa8V6GBZ2nqF4k5q3QmU_bgWTcbwmLobZXmhUlTac44yEQk48DiF9JA8zi/s1600/fourteen+rowanberries+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltTy0_ySybSPLICr1nXod0XTr2caK5-VZ7amrtWAoxsa3hRM-ARy-B3wj-xlXJ466lg1PpFMiWBLwUQz_t0Wa8V6GBZ2nqF4k5q3QmU_bgWTcbwmLobZXmhUlTac44yEQk48DiF9JA8zi/s320/fourteen+rowanberries+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578807677383074882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2NVxt3bcic4ViW5pQm1NqddtFMZsH1l5C9w3DJgkt-dcXsbr2nr42NxZq4dyN6310JsKjXxuaBBR2Di1ODjyxQq9qv9yIYX1p8De4C3mLx6ux5pFp6-8INnCLqenPHTPUIZL20zCsPZ6/s1600/fourteen+rowanberries+3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2NVxt3bcic4ViW5pQm1NqddtFMZsH1l5C9w3DJgkt-dcXsbr2nr42NxZq4dyN6310JsKjXxuaBBR2Di1ODjyxQq9qv9yIYX1p8De4C3mLx6ux5pFp6-8INnCLqenPHTPUIZL20zCsPZ6/s320/fourteen+rowanberries+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578807683787158594" border="0" /></a><br />43 fourteen rowanberries<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</div></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda: HICA<br /><br /></span>On Sunday morning the bus arrives at the lodge for the journey to Outlandia. We’re heading north, but offer our Outlandia poems and Basho adaptation. Once Rob’s rounded up his unruly troupe, Eck presents his Outlandia letterbox to Bruce and there’s an audible ‘<span style="font-style: italic;">ahhh</span>’. I’ve never read on a coach before but, seated, unruly becomes attentive.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUT8B3FPG8ZAqoXPDJndfow7LJkmTpcnIQXXN8nOnfP-oFx3OD-zVLhiKP3A4OLsUrnshgRALvbosyB365CJ09niQ_bb3UX-KJYUn9O4O_CHBRTnVW80MnLqDjCdwZTkoK_1c_tUyX6jL/s1600/43+coach+THE+ROYAL+ROUTE.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUT8B3FPG8ZAqoXPDJndfow7LJkmTpcnIQXXN8nOnfP-oFx3OD-zVLhiKP3A4OLsUrnshgRALvbosyB365CJ09niQ_bb3UX-KJYUn9O4O_CHBRTnVW80MnLqDjCdwZTkoK_1c_tUyX6jL/s320/43+coach+THE+ROYAL+ROUTE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578810358304228466" border="0" /></a><br />43 coach insignia<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4u9JyI8Lzl8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"></iframe><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">43 reading on the coach<br /></span></span> <span class="author">ATLASSkyeandLochalsh</span>, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Youtube<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span>Back at H-I-C-A, Eilidh’s saving yesterday’s unread Guardian for a still-deferred quiet moment. Just before we leave Basho corners Geoff, cornflakes in hand, for a chat about how he feels the weekend has gone<br /><br />43 audio: <a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/43%20Geoff%27s%20chat%2C%20HICA.mp3">Geoff's chat</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda: Hawthorns</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Human error</span>, replies Alex McLeish, when asked on MOTD what went wrong that afternoon at the Hawthorns. Shouldn’t more football grounds should be named after flora or fauna? I call to mind Vetch Field, Fir Park, Firhill, Almondvale, White Hart Lane; outlooks too, Bayview and Ochilview. Inverness could do better than Tulloch Caledonian Stadium… Firthview, Gorsebank, The Beeches, though there’s a fine line between poeticisms and suburban tweeness. Too few <span style="font-style: italic;">nadikoro</span> to warrant a poetic journey…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda : HICA Renga</span><br /><br />Click image to enlarge:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwiQn3QZqEdEHcAWDJLIFqFwEy-xxJb3zVcSNMIgJMxGDZhQpO1OmC3KIaKYH8iqWpzgq8jxKHoYTEp-xMfatktytB8ws45hzHiaVE1N0Oj2SMsV1BVKbY1Mi43xX_UkUh2JaBIwqEyWA5/s1600/43+Renga+Poem+-+grey+-+revised+4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwiQn3QZqEdEHcAWDJLIFqFwEy-xxJb3zVcSNMIgJMxGDZhQpO1OmC3KIaKYH8iqWpzgq8jxKHoYTEp-xMfatktytB8ws45hzHiaVE1N0Oj2SMsV1BVKbY1Mi43xX_UkUh2JaBIwqEyWA5/s400/43+Renga+Poem+-+grey+-+revised+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585092097956273762" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/43%20Renga%20Poem%20-%20grey%20-%20revised%204.jpg">renga word-map, HICA, dalcrombie, Loch Ruthven</a><br />Alec Finlay<br />From <span style="font-style: italic;">Four Exhibitions October 2008 - August 2009</span>, Small Potatoes Publishing, 2009<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda : <span style="font-style: italic;">creag dhearg</span></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >CREAG DHEARG</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >cas dhearg</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">BEINN BUIDHE</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">an galar buidhe</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">STAC GORM</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">ceithreamh gorm</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">CREAG DHUBH</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">grùthan dubh</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >CREAG DHEARG</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">cas dhearg</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">BEINN BUIDHE</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">an galar buidhe</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">STAC GORM</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">ceithreamh gorm</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">*</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">CREAG DHUBH</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >grùthan dubh</span><br /><br /><br />(<span style="font-style: italic;">creag dhearg</span>, Gerry Loose)<br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">note on the poem</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">top lines = names of hills close by HICA; the bottom lines = sheep diseases.<br /><br />all are also names of colours.<br /><br />Gaelic was supplanted by lowland shepherds & their sheep & their language.<br /><br />sheep fell foul of local conditions. Many years since Gaelic was spoken round HICA; sheep are also becoming fewer & fewer.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.artscatalyst.org/">The Arts Catalyst</a> <strong style="font-weight: normal;">commissions contemporary art that is experimentally and critically engaged with science and society. It helps to produce provocative, playful and risk-taking art by</strong> promoting understanding and cooperation between people from different disciplines and cultures. Through exhibitions, events, workshops, residencies, conferences, publishing, research, and participatory projects, new and interesting artists are encouraged to explore, generate and share ideas on a broader platform.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.artscatalyst.org/projects/detail/great_glen_airshow/">The Great Glen Artists Airshow </a>runs every three years. 2010 was its third outing. The show explores and presents works on the them of sky, air, movement.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.h-i-c-a.org/">H-I-C-A</a> (the Highland Institute for Contemporary Art) is an artist-run space, located near Inverness in the North of Scotland. HICA, as an experimental art-space, aims - among other thigns - to re-examine and re-appraise the term Concrete Art.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.londonfieldworks.com/">London Fieldworks</a> was formed in 2000 by artists Bruce Gilchrist and Jo Joelson as an umbrella organisation for creative research and collaboration at the art, science and technology intersection. Typically, their projects engage with the notion of ecology as a complex inter-working of social, natural, and technological worlds. <a href="http://www.londonfieldworks.com/projects/bpak/video.php"><span style="font-style: italic;">Between Premonition and Knowledge</span></a> is a film by Bruce Gilchrist and Jo Joelson.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.spacearts.info/en/db/get_artist.php?id=56">Louise K. Wilson</a> graduated with an MFA (Studio Arts) from Concordia University, Montreal in 1996 and am currently a Doctoral student in Visual Art at the University of DerbyMy artwork takes the form of installations, sound pieces, live events and videos<br /><br /><a href="http://www.halesgallery.com/artists/_Adam%20Dant/">Adam Dant</a> creates dense and elaborate drawings, thoroughly researched and often possessed of a dysfunctional, semicircular logic. Mishap and folly proliferate his work. Museums are common subjects, as are maps and complicated joke<br /><a href="http://www.gairspace.org.uk/"><br />Gair Dunlop</a> is an artist increasingly involved in site-specific collaborative projects, currently working in Dounreay Experimental Nuclear Reactor site on a multiscreen installation linking archive and present condition.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.gairspace.org.uk/susanne/index.htm#">Susanne Nørregård Nielsen</a> originally trained as a painter, and over recent years has used photography increasingly to explore and explicate her ideas. Her mediums are wide-ranging - gardens, dresses, kites - often to reconstitute seminal modernist artists in new lights.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.gerryloose.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Gerry Loose</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> works in horticulture, agriculture, and poetry. His most recent publication is </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that person himself</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, a book-length poem (Shearsman, 2009)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. You can follow Gerry's blog, <a href="http://saariseasons.blogspot.com/">Saari seasons</a>.</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><br /></div></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-77431405934198783152011-02-08T08:38:00.000-08:002011-05-09T06:46:32.795-07:00(41) Rhenigidale<span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Hokkoku </span>is Harris</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Komagaeshi</span> is Rhenigadale</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">bedded down for the night</span> is the <a href="http://www.gatliff.org.uk/">Gatliff Hostel</a> at Rhenigadale</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">sounds of voices in front room</span> are John and Fée</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">on the strand where white waves crash</span> is Tráigh Uige</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Our<span style="font-style: italic;"> hagi</span> is the deep-pink fuschia outside the hostel</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seilebost<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-U2Yks-4RgKA2ol9U2Z8FFjY0DwNQD_LNCw6GA0CMqtEorSprnMEZ3IaD2IfJbZlAXEbheODs56Z5RWwJwR7gmzbqJiHPnbH94VBTAvGEK06vanzD9jANA7iaek0VWKmBZyE4BdqKZxW7/s1600/41S+Seilebost+school.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-U2Yks-4RgKA2ol9U2Z8FFjY0DwNQD_LNCw6GA0CMqtEorSprnMEZ3IaD2IfJbZlAXEbheODs56Z5RWwJwR7gmzbqJiHPnbH94VBTAvGEK06vanzD9jANA7iaek0VWKmBZyE4BdqKZxW7/s400/41S+Seilebost+school.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571627334669011970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Seilebost school</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Early Friday morning Jon arrives at Bayhead and drives me south, across the vaguely defined Lewis – Harris border to Tarbert, and west to Seilebost where the primary school sits on the machair – a few yards away dunes hide the great expanses of Tràigh Sheileboist and Tràigh Losgaintir. We plan to work on the beach after break but the rain’s so heavy we stay indoors, make beach-poems on labels and attach them to a creel Jon’s got from <a href="http://www.ianstephen.co.uk/">Ian Stephen</a>.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyySbq85wg4T9tngCBozykitMK3nYdJusV-NUuBmUoxmABMwiLK2XafjHnmlZgYXopBq69LIWGqRsgvwSUxBAyS36sr1-yG6__n9EDaD_EUFwMn_bRc_bhr80LZVh8BSlseVsEZnvFqvWG/s1600/41S+seilebost+creel.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyySbq85wg4T9tngCBozykitMK3nYdJusV-NUuBmUoxmABMwiLK2XafjHnmlZgYXopBq69LIWGqRsgvwSUxBAyS36sr1-yG6__n9EDaD_EUFwMn_bRc_bhr80LZVh8BSlseVsEZnvFqvWG/s400/41S+seilebost+creel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571361783540150066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label<br />(‘crashing waves / squeaking dolphins / bottled messages’)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon Macleod, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">We brave the weather anyway to make our beachcombers’ circle, or BIG BEACH MESS as the kids name it. And by the time we leave, it’s charmed away the rain.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLK2i3ZK2DUfKg4Z225LadaJxenojt_Myg7yNIzrSunJDrfk_7COJA8uDrbfeqzySeAaDwD8nD5Km7TdjU0sp3dqijzdaneeeu7K1AgLNJHEtJGN5OojdwjrJPjl6Rwcw-lpKFRq76ZbL/s1600/41S+beach+circle.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLK2i3ZK2DUfKg4Z225LadaJxenojt_Myg7yNIzrSunJDrfk_7COJA8uDrbfeqzySeAaDwD8nD5Km7TdjU0sp3dqijzdaneeeu7K1AgLNJHEtJGN5OojdwjrJPjl6Rwcw-lpKFRq76ZbL/s400/41S+beach+circle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571361790757614114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEBl8cO10X_5w0d-t2Nq5lXTF0Qge1GCPhilCZhIHp29gb-gzZmHQLrhBalkH0owBiQUjr6aXCipLsJ-PQkVf977WRV49rXdPetBMIs54QpVEgYH053yd-d8QpRZE13CneTanI1dg6LfG/s1600/41S+beach+circle+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEBl8cO10X_5w0d-t2Nq5lXTF0Qge1GCPhilCZhIHp29gb-gzZmHQLrhBalkH0owBiQUjr6aXCipLsJ-PQkVf977WRV49rXdPetBMIs54QpVEgYH053yd-d8QpRZE13CneTanI1dg6LfG/s400/41S+beach+circle+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571752102609268258" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">41 Beach circle, Tràigh Sheileboist</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />Jon Macleod, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Missionaries</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcEWwWX9G3EZhtbz5erhya8TiNc-VUPHKeRyC_qH6ftDPwlkBjdAlLosfhWylNnfz43-1nIKtqbVsAkdUfARC_qBiySGzP-Wd5fC3upgdZXAaCvM01ibIR0qtRU3PtWHaBCp5SzUjdoWS/s1600/41M+The+Mission+House+exterior.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcEWwWX9G3EZhtbz5erhya8TiNc-VUPHKeRyC_qH6ftDPwlkBjdAlLosfhWylNnfz43-1nIKtqbVsAkdUfARC_qBiySGzP-Wd5fC3upgdZXAaCvM01ibIR0qtRU3PtWHaBCp5SzUjdoWS/s400/41M+The+Mission+House+exterior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571361788097371586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 The Mission House</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">We lunch at the Anchorage in Leverburgh, looking south across the Sound of Harris to <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/40-berneray.html">Berneray</a> and <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/06/49-eiheiji.html">North Uist</a>. Then we take some winding hosomichi to <a href="http://www.themissionhouse.co.uk/">The Mission House</a> at Finsbay, run by potter Nickolai Globe and photographer Beka Globe, which they describe as A Creative Space on the Edge of the Atlantic. Today being the first of October they’re now officially Closed for the winter, but that doesn’t stop the doorbell and the phone going. We squeeze past piles of timber and insulated plasterboard Nickolai will line the walls with, make our way upstairs where a stove keeps the big kitchen / sitting room cosy.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrIQqcYI_aM2usvQd-L_Hwcv8RqXyoGzc8QFv5EOSjlGMEp-irvP1n2UIUKAnDCoEzaEoq2sbt0h63ry54JGPZ1kp5MeuXQSrO9HONupOs6ZUvJVO0MOzvw2SV80zvPD2wwUWltqg2nvL/s1600/41M+The+Mission+House+tea.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrIQqcYI_aM2usvQd-L_Hwcv8RqXyoGzc8QFv5EOSjlGMEp-irvP1n2UIUKAnDCoEzaEoq2sbt0h63ry54JGPZ1kp5MeuXQSrO9HONupOs6ZUvJVO0MOzvw2SV80zvPD2wwUWltqg2nvL/s400/41M+The+Mission+House+tea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571361792433753858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmH0HKBiQK1fXWj8Eyx_tGAqhFjS7JBbMFv0BiZOx5bQZ_le_jmnlW1iRPbBbCb-GFrV7FkSgnMCVySyqLTq1XxWWh46GseJBeLxeOIfVZsbJ0VYFTRvOhfqTqmdHR2Cg8ElcVXVXR37j/s1600/41M+The+Mission+House+dram.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmH0HKBiQK1fXWj8Eyx_tGAqhFjS7JBbMFv0BiZOx5bQZ_le_jmnlW1iRPbBbCb-GFrV7FkSgnMCVySyqLTq1XxWWh46GseJBeLxeOIfVZsbJ0VYFTRvOhfqTqmdHR2Cg8ElcVXVXR37j/s400/41M+The+Mission+House+dram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571627340448844034" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Tea & Scotch at the Mission House</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">We brew Jasmine Chung Hao in a fine metal teapot, drinking it, and the Tobermory, from Nickolai’s ceramics – I enjoy the contrast between the heavy, dark-glazed, irregular tea-bowl I picked from the display downstairs, and the slender elegance of the dram-bowl, or shot-pot.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipk7yoxsolXdwoVzHSOM1aySMSFS-MBvOTLBRfcEnb__VLTfmEMIJJJk5W0aoT-et230h7vzpBFOeaOFSIpSjMlNf9_KmAvEnzHppYy1ApUmJiNEnW2_mjlJ0SuehrIin7iiz38EDJ0QUX/s1600/41M+PV+Glob+The+Bog+People+-+cropped+for+blog.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipk7yoxsolXdwoVzHSOM1aySMSFS-MBvOTLBRfcEnb__VLTfmEMIJJJk5W0aoT-et230h7vzpBFOeaOFSIpSjMlNf9_KmAvEnzHppYy1ApUmJiNEnW2_mjlJ0SuehrIin7iiz38EDJ0QUX/s400/41M+PV+Glob+The+Bog+People+-+cropped+for+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572053207257047426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 The Bog People: Iron-Age Man Preserved by P.V. Glob</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >From an infantile pre-occupation with the iron age remains of the peat bogmen due to an almost premature introduction by my grandfather</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >and archaeologist Professor P.V Glob, iron, peat and clay are formed into archaic ritual vessels. Shaped by time and the elements, like dunes,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">weathered in my hands, as if feeling out something beyond me.</span> (Nickolai Globe)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Four-year old Finn is having his own almost premature introduction to the natural world by way of David Attenborough’s eye-popping <span style="font-style: italic;">Life</span> – close-up images of stag beetles wrestling on a high tree-branch. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Nickolai talks a lot about the Japanese notion of wabi sabi, which I loosely interpret as a Zen-like preoccupation with the moment – knowing by way of act rather than thought – and a taste for the beauties imperfection can give rise to. He recently had a visitor from the Isle of Luing, a geo-poet, who I take to be <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/26-luing.html">Norrie Bissell</a> but Nickolai’s enthusiasm soon has us all convinced it was the geo-poet himself, Kenneth White. I later check with Norrie, who enjoys the case of mistaken identity – and a day or two on, at An Lanntair, Jon introduces me to Sophie, who studied under White at the Sorbonne. Like radio waves, the connections are there, you just need the right frequency.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Next summer’s Mission House programme includes <a href="http://www.themissionhouse.co.uk/concert.htm">performances of all Beethoven’s string quartets</a> – the first time this has been done in a single season, Nickolai assures us – and how extraordinary – how apt – that it should take place here in this extraordinary landscape.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">As a parting gift Nickolai gives me puer tea, packed in the shape of a bowl, which I have been enjoying ever since.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3TPHLW-nMcDPbq7otNnHclDqWb-RD7U0vPYtOB0Vic2umlaocERRnYmnY1awdgqXx_-SENxSJtDUIlnoUvNKzDyb6Fkty0oXl6uKnA7Fp89Jmxchk_c762K8ZZWNH9yc4YStTha8EJru/s1600/41M+The+Mission+House+Glob+Family.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3TPHLW-nMcDPbq7otNnHclDqWb-RD7U0vPYtOB0Vic2umlaocERRnYmnY1awdgqXx_-SENxSJtDUIlnoUvNKzDyb6Fkty0oXl6uKnA7Fp89Jmxchk_c762K8ZZWNH9yc4YStTha8EJru/s400/41M+The+Mission+House+Glob+Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362338689285090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 The Globes at home</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Rhenigadale</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DaT87UQkJrZoShVmEZjRK4bggzwGvJj3JDLuDlboH3Po2JsLoZeB394ZkFW3vchQ6zu4_wPa5YJN8ucvEJlhYRFA57nDcycoaJnWdJAhTEaP5j2DD7BkWGxU5ojPqeoPqzH-tjbPhcBo/s1600/41R+Loch+Seaforth%252C+evening.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DaT87UQkJrZoShVmEZjRK4bggzwGvJj3JDLuDlboH3Po2JsLoZeB394ZkFW3vchQ6zu4_wPa5YJN8ucvEJlhYRFA57nDcycoaJnWdJAhTEaP5j2DD7BkWGxU5ojPqeoPqzH-tjbPhcBo/s400/41R+Loch+Seaforth%252C+evening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362342355131522" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Loch Seaforth, evening</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon drops me at the first house on the Rhenigadale road and I walk the rest of the way to the hostel. The weather’s on-off rain but after an initial cloudburst it switches itself off and I dry in the wind. I reach the hostel about 7 just as it’s getting dark. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtR06Yenz-nEvdC8n50XAXY3xlh_-6JaYIpUyVPLAjvUcA4j6q1b-QBa69ytbrI2-v0UQYWjD-M_f_8NleQcZ1UQodak7Oveh96OG5y2BH2lo852tq2ZB_ls71xKcwd6Mw8Ut9akEOOt61/s1600/41R+Rhenigadale+hostel.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtR06Yenz-nEvdC8n50XAXY3xlh_-6JaYIpUyVPLAjvUcA4j6q1b-QBa69ytbrI2-v0UQYWjD-M_f_8NleQcZ1UQodak7Oveh96OG5y2BH2lo852tq2ZB_ls71xKcwd6Mw8Ut9akEOOt61/s400/41R+Rhenigadale+hostel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362349914983106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Rhenigadale hostel</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">No-one else there, and just as I’m getting to used to the idea of solitude, John and Fée arrive. Fée has on a Robin-Hood hat, and under her barbour coat a buckled tartan waistcoat on top of a ruched green dress, webbing over her tights and good walking boots. She’s an identical twin, has spent time running a gallery in the States, wants to set up a textile design company so has come out here to learn about Harris tweed. She met John the day before at the hostel at Garenin, near <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/18-dun-carloway.html">Carloway</a>. He’s ex-Merchant Navy, works on the rigs now, travels when he’s onshore, often to Thailand, a good cook by the sound of it, recommends I roast the puer to bring out its flavour. He gets a good fire going in the stove and we settle in for the evening.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIQZ8llWsp2X3gvFDYQCQUrJ8X8Y1USo7gqbLJP7G4qEmP0BzPkp-FQqgOMWOmLEt1qRr8wY2DNsHCuTYM3MS-zFEalkhF2CnweGch5_MX_vGai9Wn7Wz8OkOU_m1n-XasDMOcLUr-AJBJ/s1600/41R+Rhenigidale+cards.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIQZ8llWsp2X3gvFDYQCQUrJ8X8Y1USo7gqbLJP7G4qEmP0BzPkp-FQqgOMWOmLEt1qRr8wY2DNsHCuTYM3MS-zFEalkhF2CnweGch5_MX_vGai9Wn7Wz8OkOU_m1n-XasDMOcLUr-AJBJ/s400/41R+Rhenigidale+cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362353081316514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Hostel entertainment</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">After a wild night, howling wind and rain beating against the dormer window, the morning’s grey and blowy but fair. More puer for breakfast, and for the flask, then I bid my farewells and head out.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >To Tarbert (via Urgha)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhowC9w5HM18wVPHe9NWm3cEh5gfAKQK_HKvbhOcVs4sipYlHpGVZJK883f5hyphenhyphenm9yVzmYymBbVrlFRChR21PEno1VQg-y87BEwFOsuaOY6lxAv08_VztLLMOCluwZXXqsNjPrrfcreWIOpW/s1600/41T+signpost+%2528to+Urgha%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhowC9w5HM18wVPHe9NWm3cEh5gfAKQK_HKvbhOcVs4sipYlHpGVZJK883f5hyphenhyphenm9yVzmYymBbVrlFRChR21PEno1VQg-y87BEwFOsuaOY6lxAv08_VztLLMOCluwZXXqsNjPrrfcreWIOpW/s400/41T+signpost+%2528to+Urgha%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362350366247026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Signpost</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUvrItwBP1lUIUqQMp1mhPkHAKq0At9nnBaNQda6u-Weu04aY3zS-AXMrDjRuq7EJjPJzDlcj4NmUGAfx3Xmzbg9XipaN_9-9E2j8Fj0LsRMZJ8b_psQ07gpFwFvKdMVICLfJOw0EKIem/s1600/41T+hokku-label+%2528OPEN+SPACE%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUvrItwBP1lUIUqQMp1mhPkHAKq0At9nnBaNQda6u-Weu04aY3zS-AXMrDjRuq7EJjPJzDlcj4NmUGAfx3Xmzbg9XipaN_9-9E2j8Fj0LsRMZJ8b_psQ07gpFwFvKdMVICLfJOw0EKIem/s400/41T+hokku-label+%2528OPEN+SPACE%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363007183660290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(‘CONFINED SPACE / OPEN SPACE’, KC)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I follow the road’s curve back uphill out of the village, past a designated CONFINED SPACE, then peel off to the left for the path that’ll take me to the Tarbert – Scalpay road.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfMrUZr8BwNXnZ8u-_E3lJ11OWGjnSDEXGE7j2s8UoAWE8C3Gt1V_qniWJ8hLhvbtMHrdmMEAoMOk_7mbOZRg3k51y7PDiG_xgF-4u1sP4tU7oz7lA6kV5vVmapo3qG9my5n8uEjKrKxa/s1600/41T+chimneys.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfMrUZr8BwNXnZ8u-_E3lJ11OWGjnSDEXGE7j2s8UoAWE8C3Gt1V_qniWJ8hLhvbtMHrdmMEAoMOk_7mbOZRg3k51y7PDiG_xgF-4u1sP4tU7oz7lA6kV5vVmapo3qG9my5n8uEjKrKxa/s400/41T+chimneys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363008554007346" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Gearraidh Lotaigear</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8sNblWXX79j_ZcGK6fv137RbywbjMbnkn3UMwcuCEcmrLrm8m1dvn8SFhDd9go7jbgKeA85EqAmlKhGhKUYE4zLsEstCHSJVcPMThVhHsw-kN5t7UW5p8PWUm4ezonebLt3yz5TvR1HCF/s1600/41T+alder+trunk.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8sNblWXX79j_ZcGK6fv137RbywbjMbnkn3UMwcuCEcmrLrm8m1dvn8SFhDd9go7jbgKeA85EqAmlKhGhKUYE4zLsEstCHSJVcPMThVhHsw-kN5t7UW5p8PWUm4ezonebLt3yz5TvR1HCF/s400/41T+alder+trunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363009574935106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Seaside alder</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">The path runs through the ruined houses of Gearraidh Lotaigear, mostly roofless walls though all that's left of one house is its two chimneys. A few trees cling on against the wind – alder rowan holly – all beginning their respective conversations with autumn. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45Ho7SSxLYQWIB_hi2SI5-OJNvy9-B4m4gX4Oj4r_U3u4wDxRoTosPBbXSEWMarV8XBdO74UBXgHelE4klWmmfnbEt42OsBYH-s7O8TH7Y5-xLClv2SOvcndlB-2BYg1rpVq_ddbg0wNN/s1600/41T+Trolamaraig+seen+from+N.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45Ho7SSxLYQWIB_hi2SI5-OJNvy9-B4m4gX4Oj4r_U3u4wDxRoTosPBbXSEWMarV8XBdO74UBXgHelE4klWmmfnbEt42OsBYH-s7O8TH7Y5-xLClv2SOvcndlB-2BYg1rpVq_ddbg0wNN/s400/41T+Trolamaraig+seen+from+N.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363012951566946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Trolamaraig seen from N</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">At Trolamaraig the beach is where glen and river meet bay and sea. It’s grey and rocky (though I remember it summergreen) and sheltered, but what wind there is catches the map like a sail. It’s a beautiful spot, the straight sheer coast leading SE to Molingeanais more open and varied on the other side; I sit a while and try to read it.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtDNHnEavENnXlur6vPeai7Rk4HQhvcdF3oDgj8qO8u2Zlysk64IUexCv_mZXfPXqSNnqhOuNmNI5-9LCltYB_apb-bRKSSPO5F8Lnno1PU5UVUxcyfYa6oCSyfBNFHgsANlGHZHiYWACJ/s1600/41T+hokku-label+%2528parse+the+waves%2527+syllables%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtDNHnEavENnXlur6vPeai7Rk4HQhvcdF3oDgj8qO8u2Zlysk64IUexCv_mZXfPXqSNnqhOuNmNI5-9LCltYB_apb-bRKSSPO5F8Lnno1PU5UVUxcyfYa6oCSyfBNFHgsANlGHZHiYWACJ/s400/41T+hokku-label+%2528parse+the+waves%2527+syllables%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363017958985954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(‘parse the waves’ syllables / the seaweed’s long line / and the river’s coda’, KC)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">The uphill zigzag that looked fierce as I approached is fine in the walking, not too steep, a steady climb, underfoot after Slioch it’s straightforward. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DeQo2Yp5WhyphenhyphenTjHeaLC9DPh99ZPtV3zVB1sgNMnzfoEJcKc6gVLmRtNLVCc4Ci0Mkx-eRoaWrga_XoyPPXaN8Rgrw-cyjBhvLOD752pS0c0sy5gZGRtMDG2gjT0YiR392pfbhLhb8wEa_/s1600/41T+cairn+looking+NE.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DeQo2Yp5WhyphenhyphenTjHeaLC9DPh99ZPtV3zVB1sgNMnzfoEJcKc6gVLmRtNLVCc4Ci0Mkx-eRoaWrga_XoyPPXaN8Rgrw-cyjBhvLOD752pS0c0sy5gZGRtMDG2gjT0YiR392pfbhLhb8wEa_/s400/41T+cairn+looking+NE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363699796295410" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Cairn above Trolamaraig</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_6K41icdJmIRzGebhDydfjq7oC3eRdbyp7aRbFBJwB3lSv09R5rassRiCUZ1bwfGHbD0fbGsaCiJD53jS8LkSMp-DaQm2peTKqZTYP1kQvhcNPn7oilrmgcdryTEKbNxukrGSQb9sAmmI/s1600/41T+stone+signpost.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_6K41icdJmIRzGebhDydfjq7oC3eRdbyp7aRbFBJwB3lSv09R5rassRiCUZ1bwfGHbD0fbGsaCiJD53jS8LkSMp-DaQm2peTKqZTYP1kQvhcNPn7oilrmgcdryTEKbNxukrGSQb9sAmmI/s400/41T+stone+signpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363703703065410" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 (‘Molinginus</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Reinigeadal / Urgha’)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">There are cairns and signposts further up, markers of presence. The path eases its way downhill and I get a sight of the road I’ll walk along </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">to Tarbert, backed by Uamascleit and Ceann Reamhar.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7U1F08PgAwLI74Rh384I5inrLWx7T5F7BZBb50-A2FM3POjvc0pnFs28FZgpEPnk26A1MG3CuFl_jsuXjBSaM-TcY3yrgpMeFmVya6Rdug8acF5Lx6A-K1AwCivID7ihec3fsPZjZWzI/s1600/41T+hokku-label+%2528the+path+becomes%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7U1F08PgAwLI74Rh384I5inrLWx7T5F7BZBb50-A2FM3POjvc0pnFs28FZgpEPnk26A1MG3CuFl_jsuXjBSaM-TcY3yrgpMeFmVya6Rdug8acF5Lx6A-K1AwCivID7ihec3fsPZjZWzI/s400/41T+hokku-label+%2528the+path+becomes%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363707563736690" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(‘the path becomes the road becomes the town becomes the ben’, circle poem, KC)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Roadwalking’s more functional than pathwalking, one allows oneself fewer distractions, the aim is to arrive there rather than explore here.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnaMm46PpPhup2SVvTkyTZdyJIfPLd3NU8Gob3tCOgXobQoLhsN5zgtf_wPwGAiv_e9NRinTX3w9GYAEeOcTWvp6YP9P7Yq1FXmtFgY1yvyT5SkL4FumFG52nD0JK80CIAIljfobQlSnu/s1600/41T+Tarbert+billboard.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnaMm46PpPhup2SVvTkyTZdyJIfPLd3NU8Gob3tCOgXobQoLhsN5zgtf_wPwGAiv_e9NRinTX3w9GYAEeOcTWvp6YP9P7Yq1FXmtFgY1yvyT5SkL4FumFG52nD0JK80CIAIljfobQlSnu/s400/41T+Tarbert+billboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363712268627458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Akram General Stores</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Tarbert has its charms too – as I’m snapping an out-of-use van that serves as a billboard an Asian lady in a long yellowgreen scarf the wind is harrying tells me it’s her brother’s, and the other two that are still on the road get a lot of attention when they’re down in Glasgow.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">First Fruits café’s closed but I picnic at its outdoor table till it’s time for the Stornoway bus.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I think I’ll doze but the landscape and the puer and the radio keep me awake, the commentary at a volume where I barely make out individual words but follow what’s going on (Rangers snatch two late goals to sink Hearts), and we’re outside the guest house in no time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Tráigh Uige</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDB2H0GEZ3N_gSggjXlCYWDn9QJ4Zn0BvETTIlPNiDSXaYEG8ZZFGVQxxVHGr6PcHX6FfghKFdwi2PC-cV6x1dLOKtmHdinMsqY75Z0M8p6NDgl8AqcS_vTGycv_qFVl0pkOvbNrkkuNCM/s1600/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+grass+clouds.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDB2H0GEZ3N_gSggjXlCYWDn9QJ4Zn0BvETTIlPNiDSXaYEG8ZZFGVQxxVHGr6PcHX6FfghKFdwi2PC-cV6x1dLOKtmHdinMsqY75Z0M8p6NDgl8AqcS_vTGycv_qFVl0pkOvbNrkkuNCM/s400/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+grass+clouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571363712540703634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Tràigh Uige</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon Macleod, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon comes round and we head west to Uig. Blue-overalled Biffo’s hitching and we give him a lift to the fish-farm, the smell of fish lingering after he’s gone. We call on Donald Macauley, descendant of the <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/18-dun-carloway.html">broch</a> climber, [link to 18, Carloway] and help him flip over a rusting dying vat he has in his garden. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KkFeZ0meF05ECYjMFnjJCnbim6Gh1GdWVAmfa2hK8RhCmHuBsH9njNmnw759_yXJL4LH7fkSwTWNWRiEZoq-CowY8B-1guE6poJ6GOyCQUirFsXvhT7iQmo0ken8qUSSx_vY8-6PCgN-/s1600/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+enigmatic+sign.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KkFeZ0meF05ECYjMFnjJCnbim6Gh1GdWVAmfa2hK8RhCmHuBsH9njNmnw759_yXJL4LH7fkSwTWNWRiEZoq-CowY8B-1guE6poJ6GOyCQUirFsXvhT7iQmo0ken8qUSSx_vY8-6PCgN-/s400/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+enigmatic+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571627343005357026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Tràigh Uige sign</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon Macleod, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">We’ll call back later but for now head to the Mangurstadh shop for supplies, and then past an enigmatic sign to the beach at Uig. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUr4CEWbAhIF9HaLIOWWbrKgBpSPtBbbKZLmi-eIXJnCabdHr-mwB0c3nuBK9KuzUIfg-KgiUrWGOwJLiFR_5paM_b3UOzYo2vVdTfZBDUzJBsx3u3BvcSTyw-f6KRAn9GT52p5BeWSTFT/s1600/41U+hokku-label+%2528on+the+strand%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUr4CEWbAhIF9HaLIOWWbrKgBpSPtBbbKZLmi-eIXJnCabdHr-mwB0c3nuBK9KuzUIfg-KgiUrWGOwJLiFR_5paM_b3UOzYo2vVdTfZBDUzJBsx3u3BvcSTyw-f6KRAn9GT52p5BeWSTFT/s400/41U+hokku-label+%2528on+the+strand%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571627341001662834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(‘on the strand / where white waves crash / we wander / children of the sea’, KC, after Basho)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I’d thought our white-waves-crashing strand would be Trolamaraig but it’s </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">east-coast gentle, this is west-coast wild. Jon tells me the proposed but still unfunded <a href="http://www.stkilda.eu/">St Kilda</a> Centre’s to be sited here, but there’s still no sign of the islands on the horizon.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0EIZLZhwJwdj0xIgL1jiJpqhY2mtOobTMtz4YNJFa45aID3O4dYaSizys_Mh2xfeGiBQw34vKuoMUsAmXL7HzG1GwFds9AmnCg0B6SNt6TCUnwBygTTfOqJM4JLuMcfdZ36xC7JOkNBQ/s1600/41U+hokku-label+%2528surf-roar+and+sun-glare%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0EIZLZhwJwdj0xIgL1jiJpqhY2mtOobTMtz4YNJFa45aID3O4dYaSizys_Mh2xfeGiBQw34vKuoMUsAmXL7HzG1GwFds9AmnCg0B6SNt6TCUnwBygTTfOqJM4JLuMcfdZ36xC7JOkNBQ/s400/41U+hokku-label+%2528surf-roar+and+sun-glare%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571627346723214674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 hokku-label</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">(‘surf-roar and sun-glare / horizon hoisted / higher than Sado’, KC)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Later at Donald’s there’s a great story about Malcolm Maclean (The Great Book of Gaelic), meeting Batman in Atlanta.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtUQWI6KYnLRH2enaAGOXNQwCUDSGvhRJXmH92Z0dQmrCJhB8ROOuS7idLJKuGnWFxyoshT5fczFheKZ7oHa49JXkJ-fVl7JIkgHlHx5weFJ6l1Wmybp-om9HHhUlWFq1jjlF_Me0C9LN/s1600/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+white+waves.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtUQWI6KYnLRH2enaAGOXNQwCUDSGvhRJXmH92Z0dQmrCJhB8ROOuS7idLJKuGnWFxyoshT5fczFheKZ7oHa49JXkJ-fVl7JIkgHlHx5weFJ6l1Wmybp-om9HHhUlWFq1jjlF_Me0C9LN/s400/41U+Tr%25C3%25A0igh+Uige+white+waves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571631982453550258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">41 Tràigh Uige waves</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Jon Macleod, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >coda: Ken Cockburn, <span style="font-style: italic;">Souvenirs</span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:6.0pt; margin-right:0cm; margin-bottom:6.0pt; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >A Selection of Street-Names<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">**********************..</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Cone Incense</span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > Adamsdown</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*************************************.</span>12 Kinds Assorted</span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; 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font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >********</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >****</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">TOPAZ</span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"> </div><p style="text-align: left; font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >********************............*</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >***</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >**</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" >*</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">WISTERIA</span></p><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"> </span><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:6.0pt; margin-right:0cm; margin-bottom:6.0pt; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">from<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"> Souvenirs and Homelands, </i>Scottish Cultural Press: Edinburgh, 1998</span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></p><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations </span><br /></span><br /><a href="http://www.themissionhouse.co.uk/">The Mission House Studio</a>: a creative space on the edge of the Atlantic<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.gatliff.org.uk/">The Gatliff Hebridean Hostels Trust</a> is a 'not for profit' voluntary organisation with charitable status working with islanders to establish and maintain a chain of Crofters' Hostels to sound basic standards throughout the Hebrides, including that at <a href="http://www.gatliff.org.uk/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=10&Itemid=6">Rhenigidale</a><br /><br /></span><a href="http://www.stkilda.eu/"><span style="font-family:georgia;">St Kilda</span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">,</span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> known to the Gaels as Hiort and to navigators in ancient times as 'the islands at the edge of the world'<br /><br /><a href="http://www.ianstephen.co.uk/">Ian Stephen</a> is a writer and artist from the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides. In 1995, after 15 years in the coastguard, he became a full-time writer of poetry, prose and drama. Since the late 70s his wide-ranging work has been published in numerous UK journals, as well as internationally, in Australia, Belgium, Canada, Denmark, Ireland, Switzerland and the USA.<br /></span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-64836251052096852292011-01-21T03:51:00.000-08:002011-05-11T01:23:49.439-07:00(47) Stonypath<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">*</span><br />‘An Autumn thought: Stonypath’<br /><br />– IHF, <span style="font-style: italic;">Domestic Pensees</span><br /><br />*<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">THEIR LIVES (1)</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />like a garden.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">THEIR LIVES (2)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">like a stone.</span><br /><br />–<span style="font-family:georgia;"> Jerome Rothenberg, 'Gematrias 12 x 22'</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57J1iUqK6BbJD-CPGBldewdb6OSDIny8to5CN-YAdd2vsat4HNn1LX9_Xxhyphenhyphenf_D1r3xVdaEoYTS-UFH70Ew9CqxH15mHx2Yl-AM3Bhsa7S3TZQazMjQzQSPfgWlHQyZ9lUITux_kxflE_/s1600/Fallen+Autumn.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57J1iUqK6BbJD-CPGBldewdb6OSDIny8to5CN-YAdd2vsat4HNn1LX9_Xxhyphenhyphenf_D1r3xVdaEoYTS-UFH70Ew9CqxH15mHx2Yl-AM3Bhsa7S3TZQazMjQzQSPfgWlHQyZ9lUITux_kxflE_/s400/Fallen+Autumn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565714658492816130" border="0" /></a><br />47 Autumn (Fallen)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Our temple of <span style="font-style: italic;">Zenshoji</span> is Stonypath, Little Sparta<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">castle town of Daishoji</span> is Glasgow where Jerry & Diane Rothenberg stay with Jeffrey Robinson<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Sora</span> for the day is Orcadian poet Alistair Peebles<br /><br />Our single afternoon in the garden <span style="font-style: italic;">feels like a thousand li</span><br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">daybreak voices chanting sutras clearer, gongs</span> is the sound of rain on the porch roof, the tinkling of the Little Spartan Virgilian spring and the Stonypathian source<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">willows in the yard shedding leaves</span> is the old ash tree finally fallen<br /><br />Our <span style="font-style: italic;">sandals</span> are the bucolic welly boots of youth<br /><br />Our hokku-labels are <span style="font-style: italic;">jotted down hastily</span> in the rain<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdFEVFfH-rAMRfq0J6CvkXHcWeY94sdNiWyQDA_kOHNH8IB4CdXlIV1CUQwYZ9U8R4Cou7p3MiHl7kQueTghrIUCfNGdjfwdzgvVhps1tSlBJg02T2XXllmPLVhCfFEig4E-PuavAjoSW/s1600/Autumnal+Stonypath.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdFEVFfH-rAMRfq0J6CvkXHcWeY94sdNiWyQDA_kOHNH8IB4CdXlIV1CUQwYZ9U8R4Cou7p3MiHl7kQueTghrIUCfNGdjfwdzgvVhps1tSlBJg02T2XXllmPLVhCfFEig4E-PuavAjoSW/s400/Autumnal+Stonypath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565714655796665394" border="0" /></a><br />47 Autumnal Stonypath<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">B/IHF </span><br /><br />all that night<br />the autumn winds being heard<br />beyond the mountains<br /><br />Basho, tr. Corman<br /><br />The wind, roaring in the night, is<br />both stranger and friend.<br /><br />IHF, <span style="font-style: italic;">Detached Sentences on Friendship</span><br /><br />sweeping the garden<br />but letting the temple keep<br />the willow's droppings<br /><br />Basho, tr. Corman<br /><br />‘A small grove composed of young pine trees and delicate columns. All the needles which fall from the trees are carefully swept into heaps around the foot of the columns.’<br /><br />IHF, <span style="font-style: italic;">Images From the Arcadian Dream Garden </span><br /><br />This rite was performed by Ian, Sue, Eck or Ailie, before any visitor arrived at the garden, in the pine grove that shelters ‘WOOD/WIND/SONG’, along with other tasks – sweeping the paths, opening the gate and picking wild mint for tea.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It’s Raining Calligrames & Monostich </span><br /><br />rain<br />like I’ve not seen<br /><br />rain<br />with big gaps<div>in-between<br /><br />A day of waters. Orcadian <i>on-ding</i> of rain, big, BIG drops that Peebs – Alistair Peebles – must’ve brought down from Stromness – soaking as much from the splash when they hit as the general film of wet. Fitting then that the sea has been turned upside down: <span style="font-style: italic;">MARE NOSTRUM</span>.<br /><br />The front garden at Stonypath was dominated by the shadow of an old ash which finally fell this Autumn – Ann Uppington’s email with the bad news reached me in Dunkeld, when Ken and I were on our road north. I left an arboreal elegy tied outside the <a href="http://www.thetaybank.com/">Taybank Inn</a>.<br /><br />The ash and 2 lilac predated Ian and Sue’s planting of the garden. They speak of the era of the shepherd’s kail, currants and tatties. The pink and blue lilac, like liquorice all-sorts, stood by the original wooden gate opposite the house; the ash loomed over the far corner, opposite my bedroom window.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-5WXNiieeG2Q31LlVoscyhgz6hQ2Ahmu6nxAztcP_Fvom1JNvzpYXPgRvXqoFQrT3rp3TVUXVv-vmQOC6mHC9Rw_HE-UNWpAI3NCQo4cIxfHAk_sQNyx7perME3riHoe82b01SM13av8/s1600/Mare+Nostrum.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-5WXNiieeG2Q31LlVoscyhgz6hQ2Ahmu6nxAztcP_Fvom1JNvzpYXPgRvXqoFQrT3rp3TVUXVv-vmQOC6mHC9Rw_HE-UNWpAI3NCQo4cIxfHAk_sQNyx7perME3riHoe82b01SM13av8/s400/Mare+Nostrum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565719138826248946" border="0" /></a><br />47 Mare Nostrum<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />‘MARE NOSTRUM’, meaning ‘Our Sea’, as the Roman imperium knew its Mediterranean.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq-1EXObhSPG90lsk8nvffKUZsONmhYjbtjJerhnEDU81xpQedlXjq3H3d1Rkv3Kd_2T1FftNHRu-qZUnjg6bE2Ph2m5hl0Yxczy2GcZRJM49Swb5CufjIq36BC-os2X_wqm4KqZU24_N/s1600/Fallen+Ash+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq-1EXObhSPG90lsk8nvffKUZsONmhYjbtjJerhnEDU81xpQedlXjq3H3d1Rkv3Kd_2T1FftNHRu-qZUnjg6bE2Ph2m5hl0Yxczy2GcZRJM49Swb5CufjIq36BC-os2X_wqm4KqZU24_N/s400/Fallen+Ash+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565719148691652610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQeZqSRIJy261xhXw93BIIR_0C8BMIvG37s-cI6VCS3xmU8dVblLr1s4XUwlOLGfRVoGW01evwYaYsJBEwlOafmAp4JLH8WEyq4kwXUZfbK6R32s08JZwuS2cRlFAAzUPw_4WgFQ8u_vpa/s1600/Fallen+Ash+2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQeZqSRIJy261xhXw93BIIR_0C8BMIvG37s-cI6VCS3xmU8dVblLr1s4XUwlOLGfRVoGW01evwYaYsJBEwlOafmAp4JLH8WEyq4kwXUZfbK6R32s08JZwuS2cRlFAAzUPw_4WgFQ8u_vpa/s400/Fallen+Ash+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565719151912528434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Fallen ash</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay & Alistair Peebles, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >‘Except on very calm days, (which are few, as you know), the ash fills the garden with its sea-sound. When people ask why so many poems refer to the sea, or comment that it is odd to find so many sea-references so far from the sea itself, I often point to the Ash Tree and say, </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">That</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > is our sea.’ </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IHF, letter to Nicholas Sloan, who lettercarved Mare Nostrum).<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">the ash tree </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />'s the garden's<br /></span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..................</span>sea </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />sounding waves<br /></span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">in its dark-tipped<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span> branches </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /><br /></span>Dipping a finger in the pond, rippling time in circles, today we’re here to open the gate for Jerry & Diane Rothenberg, who first visited in 1967 before the garden had really begun. Benevolent spirits, precentors of tradition and innovation. Jerry’s anthologies were among the first poetry books I read. His radical <span style="font-style: italic;">America: A Prophecy</span> lived on the low bookshelf in the porch, by the phone – the coldest dustiest place in the house. Sometimes I’d flick through it's pages while a number dialed down the clicking phone-line in the dark. That evening Valerie Gillies recalled another seminal anthology, <span style="font-style: italic;">Technicians of the Sacred</span>, with it's blend of Dada and Ancient Esoterica.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizAtO3mu2xzl1ipUMUVD90ZsgUmWkZ-UCvCP-d6xttEu-l2FcQv_zMoKPXHnrJXBftKlJL4CZe0ju0yE9cR7j9_v80PMPpVevHiuFPpEw2D4SraLpYEn9-ohDgAGaYZvNR0vJnfltcFhSo/s1600/Greeting+Jerry.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizAtO3mu2xzl1ipUMUVD90ZsgUmWkZ-UCvCP-d6xttEu-l2FcQv_zMoKPXHnrJXBftKlJL4CZe0ju0yE9cR7j9_v80PMPpVevHiuFPpEw2D4SraLpYEn9-ohDgAGaYZvNR0vJnfltcFhSo/s400/Greeting+Jerry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565723194915449458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Greeting Jerry<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgla9HTSGP5DGxs_ZTSqKXfmMrhq0KhzwoKs8o6bdRO1q41NiueJHB1IGe3kRziRypjAZlLAIIM-eopyw666f5zLP47TFJRWCtuf1pzlPkyg8QTMqf9bEZfhccu5cAyX1GnW6y2sE8OvLE5/s1600/Jerry.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgla9HTSGP5DGxs_ZTSqKXfmMrhq0KhzwoKs8o6bdRO1q41NiueJHB1IGe3kRziRypjAZlLAIIM-eopyw666f5zLP47TFJRWCtuf1pzlPkyg8QTMqf9bEZfhccu5cAyX1GnW6y2sE8OvLE5/s400/Jerry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565723202398962402" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Jerry<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hölderlin's wish<br /><br /></span>Jerry’s gift was to hear Hugo Ball in a Navaho chant, Artaud in Aztec Ritual. How like and unlike IHF’s intuitive seeing through time Jerry’s is and was; how similar and opposed their fascinations with rite and ritual. The one civilizing Dada, the other Dadaing the Ancient. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">ordering</span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">disorder</span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">disordering</span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">order</span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">the thought of their confluence is a delight of contradiction and affection.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8lInxGemRASjIPH27k0XmLT2JHrL3KVJDh3YFkyEGBfzh9DUInuq4gLaJzj9wn2oIaAHwPwOC0QHL9DjE_3GxxsJt4Xoa-Xtp_tk0w4naubXeArHZ9jax1hdkle4A5bO3Kqe5G1j5VXkW/s1600/Present+at+the+Present+Order.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8lInxGemRASjIPH27k0XmLT2JHrL3KVJDh3YFkyEGBfzh9DUInuq4gLaJzj9wn2oIaAHwPwOC0QHL9DjE_3GxxsJt4Xoa-Xtp_tk0w4naubXeArHZ9jax1hdkle4A5bO3Kqe5G1j5VXkW/s400/Present+at+the+Present+Order.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565726290219576562" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Present at the Present Order<br />(Nigel Leask, Elizabeth Robinson, AF, Jerry, Jeffrey Robinson, Diane Rothenberg)<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br />Our day is homely and cosy. A recovery to. Stonypath’s still a place to walk around and then have tea and a chat. At the same time, the day is intentionally, on my part, a playful interrogation, bringing our different rites to the garden – Jerry’s incantations, my wishes and hokku-labels, Peebs’ inquisitive and friendly framing of it's history. The uprooted remnants of the old ash the storm has prised open are themselves a catastrophe that seems to open the door upon the garden’s past. Do we even see into some future unknown?<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmCeG2gsEs_7WGDp4Cyxa6GvnmpBBR-y0kNav09YZ33z7ntK_LEwVBE06Set7Rmk73qmAYZfE7iZIT_7jMm2X5Rk6SpOFquARXkCcMhSzqkGI4XkDSZ4k1T3NxwfOzLwzV5DPlGdVTueV/s1600/Holderlin%2527s+wish.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmCeG2gsEs_7WGDp4Cyxa6GvnmpBBR-y0kNav09YZ33z7ntK_LEwVBE06Set7Rmk73qmAYZfE7iZIT_7jMm2X5Rk6SpOFquARXkCcMhSzqkGI4XkDSZ4k1T3NxwfOzLwzV5DPlGdVTueV/s400/Holderlin%2527s+wish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565724646466036946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Hölderlin's wish<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/47%20fragment.mp3">47 audio, Fragment</a><br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">As someone who grew up here I fee; that I have a right to the cheek of tying a wish onto the Hölderlin tree. The introduction of a rite, though it is not Little Spartan, is no affront. The most estranged accounts of the garden are those written by people – including former friends – who suppose that to be true to IHFs improving genius requires them to idealise, thereby confusing the relationship between life and art, muddying the source.</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">The silver bark, the rippled pond, the paper knot, accepting of its own passing. A ribbon of time and passing. Companion to Jerry’s wide-ranging love of and respect for mysticism and ritual. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">And what is the garden poem if not an invitation to compose other poems for other places? What was Ian and Sue’s work, if not an encouragement, a suggestion, an invitation?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">the poet's wheelbarrow </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">spade<br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >rake<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >fork</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">the gardener's trug </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >trowel<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >twine </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />secateurs</span> </div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Today, at Basho’s invitation, I record what I can find of the Stonypathian, the homely and the mossy, in these few hours, grasping what memories I can in-between the showers.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHA3LoIuh7g_posC3AYt5BUcLMkhgP-Jwxx2NWkFSDYJEpza3bVWCy2JTIXQLldRfDjDJglo3hiWOj-Me1s1W10r3mGmtkAMiHo1Wrx7mJXq2s7vqmspGybqJHTGZ_7o_gAUUXkC9b4SfT/s1600/Self-Portrait.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHA3LoIuh7g_posC3AYt5BUcLMkhgP-Jwxx2NWkFSDYJEpza3bVWCy2JTIXQLldRfDjDJglo3hiWOj-Me1s1W10r3mGmtkAMiHo1Wrx7mJXq2s7vqmspGybqJHTGZ_7o_gAUUXkC9b4SfT/s400/Self-Portrait.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565726294648544210" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Self-Portrait (myself as a boat in my childhood window)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 26px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;" > </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"> <p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 45.95pt 0.0001pt 35.45pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; page-break-after: avoid;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-size:11;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 26px;font-size:13;" ><br /></span></span></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Stonypathian Hokku-Labels </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">To set the scene, here is Sue's memoir of the beginnings of the garden. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 26px;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 26px;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Spring came [1967] and I can see myself digging the borders, sod by slow sod, in the weak March sunshine, with the baby in the pram nearby. There was no wheelbarrow so I made a great heap of stone and weeds… Ian by now had made the pond that in my faithless eye was to inundate the kitchen – it never did! He had by now dug another hole in the centre of the front garden. This time it was the makings of the sunken garden. I remember ordering the Spring Beauty Pinks that were to clothe its walls for many years to come… For a long time the garden at Stonypath consisted only in the area at the front of the house. For many years this area was a patch-work of cultivated beds, mown paths, and uncultivated wild places not yet tackled by fork or spade. Difficulties – Chiefly</span></span><span style="color:red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span><span style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">our </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">relative poverty and my lack of time. The potential of ‘ground’ – Ian’s desire to make works for the ‘outdoors’, for gardens. Our ignorance of gardening, of siting these works. The learning process. The love involved in this process. That loving absorption – the day to day tending of the poems. Their immediate surrounding areas, whether paved, grassy or covered with plants, always needed a lot of individual attention in the summer."</span></span></span></div><div><div id="ftn"></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSc_-h1dZSiWv0CBO4YhndhB3D9Duufk74KB3Ioyl37bYC38EW8H7PX8N8hxUYAactEs8QzEXhT4HZFfPFOZOFQMvQAeJmSbv8DHVnkp1aVIm0yylhyphenhyphenHnSruxm8u3efPZlTh-ra6fq1kH/s1600/Tying+a+label+on+the+sacred+rhubarb.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSc_-h1dZSiWv0CBO4YhndhB3D9Duufk74KB3Ioyl37bYC38EW8H7PX8N8hxUYAactEs8QzEXhT4HZFfPFOZOFQMvQAeJmSbv8DHVnkp1aVIm0yylhyphenhyphenHnSruxm8u3efPZlTh-ra6fq1kH/s400/Tying+a+label+on+the+sacred+rhubarb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571672844470878754" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">47 Tying a label on the sacred rhubarb<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUUHDD9F816QZD_TA396ABxWWZWj8dknCdTEbTTR4oCNDQ3H4Ix7k_LUBf07gA0-YuEIaVwoInzghb8TqjC4iyXg5uMecibu9vhP34HnEcJApM2lRT7Ntge_fAdiG8qQ-QOfNU-wibzyz/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Tapsilteerie.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUUHDD9F816QZD_TA396ABxWWZWj8dknCdTEbTTR4oCNDQ3H4Ix7k_LUBf07gA0-YuEIaVwoInzghb8TqjC4iyXg5uMecibu9vhP34HnEcJApM2lRT7Ntge_fAdiG8qQ-QOfNU-wibzyz/s400/hokku-label%252C+Tapsilteerie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565724653712461458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 hokku-label, the old ash<br />(‘tapsilteerie / this sea’s / run dry’, AF)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwDl7OXI1JHp6TtxAZShR9Pe7iOiEpv5JwupbnRsF_MTxUN_6d31peGS8kVgBay7IN1MHVDn1NG_Hu2w3DvoCdNRwL1UIY8t2D-l6_KZmxggA-HQgZv1lTA6RN-oBra_f64y8hpyfIkKX/s1600/hokku-label%252C+stone-moss.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwDl7OXI1JHp6TtxAZShR9Pe7iOiEpv5JwupbnRsF_MTxUN_6d31peGS8kVgBay7IN1MHVDn1NG_Hu2w3DvoCdNRwL1UIY8t2D-l6_KZmxggA-HQgZv1lTA6RN-oBra_f64y8hpyfIkKX/s400/hokku-label%252C+stone-moss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565726281711509522" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 hokku-label, stone-moss<br />(‘what was grass / is stone / and now moss’, AF)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8lP5Z3CmDtDg_pf4ypnMeYy_2UmbXTW4PIUiU5zpMdPi0QU1EyD6qmN9k9KR5eFZmjU2g-g_0MTgQdEQDDpOnlPzrytKLCtbTvmZFc6IkX0dO6S9zt384EFrDd-EQhTWUNArHb8bNEtN/s1600/hokku-label%252C+current-currant.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8lP5Z3CmDtDg_pf4ypnMeYy_2UmbXTW4PIUiU5zpMdPi0QU1EyD6qmN9k9KR5eFZmjU2g-g_0MTgQdEQDDpOnlPzrytKLCtbTvmZFc6IkX0dO6S9zt384EFrDd-EQhTWUNArHb8bNEtN/s400/hokku-label%252C+current-currant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565726271280891650" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 hokku-label, current-currant<br />(‘the current of time / or / currant time’, AF)<br /><br />The blackcurrants were planted by Ian and Sue as one of their early garden compositions, to shape native verticals, splashes of colour lapping around a sundial which imagines the seasons as types of sailing boat.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3JkQPjveCA8PSmV-dqfe1C-rSDNQGxe-UkdOpChu1pd8Vff_igRdcVfZkTH09GMUYvXcH1NLDvvQ4IxqhqNbqWMGfiKQKf8_7Bw76Nuzccp7uIKc_BereC7eoAKjCRfd1MoYd4RxZdgJI/s1600/sundial.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3JkQPjveCA8PSmV-dqfe1C-rSDNQGxe-UkdOpChu1pd8Vff_igRdcVfZkTH09GMUYvXcH1NLDvvQ4IxqhqNbqWMGfiKQKf8_7Bw76Nuzccp7uIKc_BereC7eoAKjCRfd1MoYd4RxZdgJI/s400/sundial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565732342952548354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 sundial<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_z8bOxRzlbwlWezQfM8KrTQPxo9EPR5I_Wr_mTjqyU4K8oVRJvSHmdA0puZzcSTIT00Jfy270uAKo4G_mgvb8mtvHPeL2KUxhGtfpvAiRbG4oHZHmONtkV0-SAslSH6CL3YXqaHVbqy0F/s1600/Wet+Water.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_z8bOxRzlbwlWezQfM8KrTQPxo9EPR5I_Wr_mTjqyU4K8oVRJvSHmdA0puZzcSTIT00Jfy270uAKo4G_mgvb8mtvHPeL2KUxhGtfpvAiRbG4oHZHmONtkV0-SAslSH6CL3YXqaHVbqy0F/s400/Wet+Water.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565732331003133938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Wet Water<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Today even the water is wet.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8tNR3YHNiVZQI0HR8Q6V2q2GD0pD9OreuflUkXgo6xxTb-HUt6H0IqgcP3AhylYufoi3XISnSrm-uzruPNg6mHRXzZ6Jv39agF-GAk4sC5mgI8IzDbISbFI01I0rmp5g1Y2y9dLzko4En/s1600/hokku-label%252C+sacred+rhubarb.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8tNR3YHNiVZQI0HR8Q6V2q2GD0pD9OreuflUkXgo6xxTb-HUt6H0IqgcP3AhylYufoi3XISnSrm-uzruPNg6mHRXzZ6Jv39agF-GAk4sC5mgI8IzDbISbFI01I0rmp5g1Y2y9dLzko4En/s400/hokku-label%252C+sacred+rhubarb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565726278833452834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 hokku-label, sacred rhubarb<br />(‘these are the dry eyes / of the sacred rhubarb’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Like the blackcurrants, this domestic rhubarb was adopted as a compositional element; a native decorative shading, one which was, as Ian would say, ‘Sacred’ – especially so when I harvested the best of it to make pudding, misunderstanding it as merely ‘rhubarby’ rhubarb.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjgJ0fv2gv4Mht0nbRMFdH6kZmBqkdhrktyz9be3OkEHE0pNyt_QaMZC4ccL3OwedZkUsbke1ku_B7OmRoXYEOQzy_eP8jJ0OrCaf_k3XOJyJ8rrVfndMYhtCOFTJ7gMqfIf5bX72eYJxj/s1600/Angelic+Goosehut.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjgJ0fv2gv4Mht0nbRMFdH6kZmBqkdhrktyz9be3OkEHE0pNyt_QaMZC4ccL3OwedZkUsbke1ku_B7OmRoXYEOQzy_eP8jJ0OrCaf_k3XOJyJ8rrVfndMYhtCOFTJ7gMqfIf5bX72eYJxj/s400/Angelic+Goosehut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565732344710864338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Angelic Goosehut<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two Sources: The Little Spartan</span><br /><br />People sometimes ask me what I mean by the </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Stonypathian</span><span style="font-family:georgia;">: a term which stands in contradistinction to the Little Spartan. IHF’s work is a lifelong dialogue between oppositions. The two terms can be seen to be wedded together, speaking to the h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">ome and the imaginal domain it became. The Stonypathian is a recuperation of the domestic, so crucial to IHFs work, so that Little Sparta is not an act of Imperial overwriting, as The Roman ‘Mare Nostrum’ was for the Mediterranean.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />The tea I chose for this visit is appropriately named: ‘Iron Warrior Monk Tie Luo Han’.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxpdbzZYtPR_LulItFdQM8BfTWK4dRAUWGjGh8br4BmH6I2LReUQ3Nc8jEJAf8bB4Qq9MxV81rflovI5TDFXjk6wpEmFSBl3kWQmaXtRw_lO2MvkALafDFlSBY2N0CKLMRFZJ9WaOrPDpj/s1600/47+tea+moon+%2528Iron+Warrior+Monk+Tie+Luo+Han%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxpdbzZYtPR_LulItFdQM8BfTWK4dRAUWGjGh8br4BmH6I2LReUQ3Nc8jEJAf8bB4Qq9MxV81rflovI5TDFXjk6wpEmFSBl3kWQmaXtRw_lO2MvkALafDFlSBY2N0CKLMRFZJ9WaOrPDpj/s400/47+tea+moon+%2528Iron+Warrior+Monk+Tie+Luo+Han%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571345254366092258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 tea-moon, Iron Warrior Monk Tie Luo Han<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />The ash tree is Stonypathian; the carved poem attached to it Little Spartan. The poetic impulse arcs between the given tree – which would have seen the horse-drawn plough till the fields here-around – and the addition of that distant name to the bark, embedded in stone, with its desire to speak to ages past and future. Now the tree has fallen and the poem, which bears 25 years of lichen, has no home.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWZdCNmFE38qOgkHXjW8DZLLV2MqgzdNtHsLdbkzqzPP2daJc4vFd0diV1E7iav5n4PrCFOd3nr59ssC3A9HcELEVr6TscKrMjZL2C79SDebi46f7pFDjowjvf_FCQzxdREE7u0yD3Zks/s1600/Libating+the+Virgil+Spring.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWZdCNmFE38qOgkHXjW8DZLLV2MqgzdNtHsLdbkzqzPP2daJc4vFd0diV1E7iav5n4PrCFOd3nr59ssC3A9HcELEVr6TscKrMjZL2C79SDebi46f7pFDjowjvf_FCQzxdREE7u0yD3Zks/s400/Libating+the+Virgil+Spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571264779751054994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">47 Libating the Virgil Spring<br />Alistair Peebles, 2010<br /><br />Today I will walk between the two sources. I begin by libating the Little Spartan freshet, The ‘Virgil’ Spring, which feeds the top pond, pouring in an offering of GlenDronach. Passing the bottle around I ask Jerry for a blessing to give these waters. For all that Little Sparta is filled with altars and devotional nomenclature there were no religious rites here. He kindly offered this Hebrew prayer:<br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/47%20Jerome%20Rothenberg.mp3"><br />47 audio, Jerome Rothenberg</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />nail-holes<br />in a cocoa tin<br /><br />a fine filter<br />for the spring<br /><br />Later, after the others have gone back to Glasgow, I take Peebs up the hill onto the moor. I want to show him the true source, a little spring that rises among the heather, which has fed the farm for hundreds of years. It is from this little water that the Virgil spring bubbles and gurgles, and the lochan, and all the ponds, and the taps that used to fill our baths. Talk of which turns on a wild shower chasing us downhill to the car. 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Valerie dowsed for it, locating the remnant cusp of earthworks in the field beyond the old railway line at Dunsyre. More old knowledge renewed.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stonypathian verses</span></span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Brownsbank–Little Sparta </span><br /><br />down<br />the side road<br /><br />up the<br />stony track<br /><br />*<br /><br />his spade<br />dug out<br /><br />the smallest<br />isles<br /><br />enough<br />to float<br /><br />a sailboat<br />round<br /><br />*<br /><br />the far side<br />of the Black Mount<br /><br />was the near side<br />to Amy<br /><br />now her ashes<br />lie scattered<br /><br />among the<br />pale grasses<br /><br />(<span style="font-style: italic;">i.m. Amy Page</span>)<br /><br />*<br /><br />Ann Says Eelco<br />brought some<br />Japanese monks<br />to the garden<br />a summer ago<br />and they were<br />so moved<br />the garden brought<br />tears to their eyes<br /><br />*<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Northern Elevation</span><br /><br />tiny hard pears<br />& wooden apples<br /><br />neat green-striped<br />& purple gooseberries<br /><br />like blood blisters;<br />wrinkled golden quince<br /><br />nothing that ripened<br />unless determined</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Inland Island: An Orcadian Stonypath </span><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/47%20Finlay%27s%20House.mp3"><br />47 audio</a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/47%20Finlay%27s%20House.mp3">: Alistair Peebles, Finlay’s House (on Rousay)</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(I) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> on the same side again </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">– and so that, says Diane, </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">’s how a stile works </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(II) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">in burn </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">out burn </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">all down </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">the same </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">old hatch</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(III) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">BRING BACK </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">THE ASH </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(IV) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">THE WORLD HAS BEEN RAINING SINCE THE LOWLANDS </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">(V) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">mare nostrum </span><br /><br />A MOSSY TURN </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Alistair Peebles<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda: The Valley </span><br /><br />It was always just known as The Valley to us and I haven’t found another name since I left. I half expect to read the title on the OS, south of Lochan Eck.<br /><br />A shawl of fields and the strip-woods – planted by Sue’s father Simon after The War – folded between the twin White and Black Mount. Stonypath’s on the cusp of the northern moorland flank, the Covenanters’ open church, Black Law.<br /><br />The Valley’s arable, farmed by timeless families – Allisons, Kerrs, Wallaces – whose children Ailie and I went to school with, each with our own seats on the school bus. They farm there yet. The moors are ling, screen for grouse and pheasant, dotted with sturdy ewes.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Ringed by a single red road which I can still play out from memory: from Stonypath road-end The Valley loops by Anston road-end, the gorse and scree of Corbies Crags on Dunsyre Hill, through Dunsyre village, with its single highlight, the phone-box. Over the River Medwin at Newholm, the Big House of the Lockharts’, where Sue grew up. At the T-junction head along the brow of the hill by Keeper's Cottage and Boreland, to Walston. Here we turn back down into The Valley, across The Flats, climbing up to Weston and the main road, back to Stonypath road-end.<br /><br />The Valley of Ailie and my childhoods seemed an enduring entity, where change came in the year-wheel of farming. In those days we seemed woven in with the crops and the beasts, a generation unfolding in unison, carried along through the successive years of schooling. We registered no interruptions to this pattern – no deaths or births, no new houses built, precious few incomers.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">The contrast with life on the hill grew stark. There was never a time we were unaware Stonypath was set apart from The Valley. Without asking or understanding, we knew the reason must be Ian. The 'stony path' that led up from The Valley to The Garden – marked by the ash tree – bled between two separate realms. Each gate marked our road home.<br /><br />When Ian appended the name “Little Sparta” at the road end, adding a painted wooden sign, it was no more than nomenclature catching up with the split we had been negotiating all along. A line drawn territory which Ian didn't travel beyond.<br /><br />The Garden was where we made our forays into the wider world from: hurrying down to the school-bus in the mirk of a Winter morn, fetching the milk from Kirklands in plastic pails, bringing up the groceries from the box at the foot of the road when the snow was too deep for Paul the grocer bring the van up. There, by the sign, where the tarmac world began, was our terminus to wait, wind, sleet, shine, for endless lifts. Dark winter evenings sat on the cold top bar of the gate listening for this or that car which would carry me away for a few hours, somewhere warm, peopled, exciting, watching for the headlights to strobe through the avenue of beech, fanning in wild beams across the hill behind.<br /><br />In my youth I walked up the Stonypath track in the pitch dark when, as they usually did, the batteries in the bicycle torch dimmed, flickered and failed. There was liberation, striding through my fear of the dark, exchanging a world that was and wasn't there – fence-posts, wireless poles, molehills, sleeping sheep – for the black Pentland night. I found my way with the soles of my boots, feeling for the texture of loose gravel that told where the ruts of the road were, imagining precisely where I was at each point so as not to clatter my knee into one of the metal gates. Ploughing my face through the warm fog of my own out-breath; eyes taking in the stars, pitching down to the lowest, the single yellow one-eyed light of home which shone out from the Front Porch, blinking through the screen of trees.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >(AF) </span><br /></div><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Intimations </span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.ucpress.edu/book.php?isbn=9780520270596"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ian Hamilton Finlay: Selections</span></a>, edited and with an introduction by Alec Finlay</span>. Due for publication January 2012.<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alistair Peebles: <a href="http://www.braeprojects.com/">Brae Projects</a><br /><br />Jerome Rothenberg: <a href="http://poemsandpoetics.blogspot.com/">Poems and Poetics</a><br /><br />Ian Hamilton Finlay & Sue Finlay’s garden: <a href="http://www.littlesparta.co.uk/">Stonypath, Little Sparta </a><br /><br />Valerie Gilles: <a href="http://www.valeriegillies.com/springteller.html">The Spring Teller project</a><br /><br /><br /></span></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-64641600209409677782011-01-16T13:14:00.000-08:002011-02-03T03:38:30.669-08:00(50) Kilmiddlefern<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:version>12.00</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:trackmoves/> <w:trackformatting/> 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S. Eliot</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Our <i style="">Fukui</i> is Kilmiddlefern, Argyll</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Our <i style="">old recluse called Tosai</i>…</span><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">looking like someone straight out of legend</span></i><span lang="EN-US"> is Annie Briggs</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style=""><span style="color:black;">q</span>uiet spot off the road a piece, modest weather-beaten house</i>, is her house tucked round the back of the shop & post office<span style="color:black;"></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Our <i style="">yugao</i> and <i style="">hechima</i>, <i style="">keito</i> and <i style="">hahakigi</i> are gourds and scallions, </span><span lang="EN-US">marjoram and <span style="color:black;">viper's bugloss</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Our <i style="">Tsuruga harbor</i> is the Oban ferry terminal</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Kilmiddlefern’s Annie</span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">The back-story is that I met Annie not knowing who she was, years ago on a trip to Kerrera, my Inland Sea equivalent to Berneray. Pat & Annie had planned out a bunk house and tea garden – yes, a Hebridean Tea Garden – at Ardmore, which, Annie being Annie, is at the very end of the road. I’d found it by chance, following the memory of a childhood day-trip from Oban, when my Gran took Ailie and I for a traipse along the track to Gylen Castle. <span style="color:black;"></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">On my second or third visit I mentioned my friend Hamish, the folk-singer, and we got talking about songs, and, Annie being Annie, she didn’t say she was Anne Briggs, but I pieced her identity together when I got home. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">This spring, planning Basho, I tried to track her down. I’d heard she was living somewhere near Kilmiddlefern, so I wrote to the post office there, but, Annie being Annie, no luck. She was squirreled away. Then my pal Rhodri suggested I ask Barry Esson. Although Barry couldn’t help he suggested <a href="http://www.alasdairroberts.com/">Alasdair Roberts</a>. Alasdair texted that he was on a train reading Hamish’s biography, so that was a good sign, and he’d pass the word on to Annie. Contact. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">We tried to stop by when we were on our Argyll leg, but Annie fell poorly. Now here we are on the September <i style="">hosomichi</i> to the Isles, with her singing on the car stereo, turning in 10 yards past Kilmiddlefern post office to her and Pat’s lovely garden hideaway.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">(AF)</span></i></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"><br /></span></b></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">The Singer & the Song</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">I don't know the name Anne Briggs when Eck first mentions it, but back in Edo </span><span lang="EN-US">I happen on <span style="color:black;">two of her CDs in the music library. I play </span><i style="">The Time has Come</i><span style="color:black;"> driving in the city, don't know any of the songs, find it charming but slightly fey. </span><i style="">A Collection</i>'s<span style="color:black;"> traditional, mostly unaccompanied songs we play on <i style="">The Road North</i> and they're a real delight –<span style=""> </span>hearing tell of the swan-maiden ‘Polly Vaughan’ at dusk as a rising full moon silvers </span>North Uist<span style="color:black;"> lochans; or of ‘Willie of Winsbury’, which I know in a different version </span>(‘Thomas O’Winesbury’<span style="color:black;"> on <i style="">Like the Milk</i> by <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mcfalls.co.uk"><u>Mr McFall's Chamber</u></a>,</span><span style="color:black;"> the CD title taken from the song); and ‘The Cuckoo’, whose lines echo Jerry Garcia & David Grisman's 'I'm Troubled', our soundtrack on the road to <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/48-loch-eilt.html"><u>Loch Eilt</u></a>. </span><span style="color:black;">Annie’s version is first;</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Meeting is pleasure but parting is grief</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">And an inconstant lover is worse than a thief</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">A thief can but rob me and take all I have</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">But an inconstant lover sends me to the grave.</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Courting's a pleasure but parting is grief</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">A thief will just rob you and take what you save</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">But a false-hearted lover will lead you to the grave.</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">On our first night I ask Annie about ‘Willie of Winsbury’, and she says Andy Irvine put the tune to the words, the wrong one as it turned out, which is why the McFall version is so different. Then she gives me some lines not in the McFall version and which struck me listening in the car, said by the king when Willie’s brought before him; ‘If I was a woman as I am a man / My bed-fellow you would have been’. Another metamorphosis, like Polly-into-swan.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Annie stopped singing in 1973, still in her twenties; like Rimbaud, her muse chose silence. She became a market trader in Lincolnshire, selling her own herbs and vegetables, and then she and Pat made the move to Kerrera. She still listens to all kinds of music, feels it deeply, thinks deeply about it. Her silence goes on.</span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">(KC)</span></i></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Books, Music & Flowers</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Home is where the books are</span></i><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">, I read somewhere recently, and the house is full of them, several bookcases in each room, plenty reading material by our beds. I read the sections on <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/44-dunadd.html"><u>Dunadd</u></a>, <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/14-saint-fillans-hill.html"><u>Dundurn</u></a>, <u><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/25-shiogama-myojin.html">Dunsinane</a></u></span><span lang="EN-US"> <span style="color:black;"></span>in AHA Hogg's <i style="">Hill Forts of Britain</i> (1975), shelved next to Julian Barnes <i style="">A History of the World in 10 1/2 Chapters</i>. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">We turn up a book by Rory McEwen, who Annie knew. I recall his botanical painting from an exhibition at Inverleith House about 1990, and how he went on to film Beuys on Rannoch Moor.</span></span></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqEgvmEua1SsVtUv_t5w3AgaBvMmjE0pKFOzEmrVlRWSM8iBM0XN3zpqr9NFGC65YKxuo1r-DwnC2507t3_qcB5S1vfV_KNlMb2SGV1VtFFoOMsDtUvgdQve52lP8JZjFonv66g-HLR9dB/s1600/Rory+McEwen.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqEgvmEua1SsVtUv_t5w3AgaBvMmjE0pKFOzEmrVlRWSM8iBM0XN3zpqr9NFGC65YKxuo1r-DwnC2507t3_qcB5S1vfV_KNlMb2SGV1VtFFoOMsDtUvgdQve52lP8JZjFonv66g-HLR9dB/s400/Rory+McEwen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562901405398638978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 books & flowers</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">(KC)</span></i></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US">Cornucopia</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Morning brings heavy rain the conservatory roof just amplifies. Inside garlic and scallions and gourds dry beside fruiting tomato plants, big red onions on the sitting room's low windowsill; bunched lavender on the wall above the dining-table.</span></span></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAgTIJKe1MS2sbvy3sdLWdskCvV0yeJo-Fvm8UIZcN2W1u7k308HLftHR13Ll8vx0L_I1SgVSebvuF-qT9S79OgmW96eDQVgqVDXF_gZMavE-jc7_Wb-0Sd6FUjrGfsFPeg554WsKLmRU/s1600/50+tomatoes+bowl.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAgTIJKe1MS2sbvy3sdLWdskCvV0yeJo-Fvm8UIZcN2W1u7k308HLftHR13Ll8vx0L_I1SgVSebvuF-qT9S79OgmW96eDQVgqVDXF_gZMavE-jc7_Wb-0Sd6FUjrGfsFPeg554WsKLmRU/s400/50+tomatoes+bowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562901409886853698" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 tomatoes bowl</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010 </span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0hJs5qwUH1Nk3H2N6mmPQxoHFUwU9zq0XgsKU2clovGlWa4xvN9llvfbHoQNvESRdxySO1AgiHYNgRy5he3NmIx40Tb7eEFrm7LkpMJ8EupQb48Rt-pzfYeTllqGlZmLFFldjyZ7fCKI/s1600/50+nectarines+bowl.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0hJs5qwUH1Nk3H2N6mmPQxoHFUwU9zq0XgsKU2clovGlWa4xvN9llvfbHoQNvESRdxySO1AgiHYNgRy5he3NmIx40Tb7eEFrm7LkpMJ8EupQb48Rt-pzfYeTllqGlZmLFFldjyZ7fCKI/s400/50+nectarines+bowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562903217815677362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 nectarines bowl</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">There's a bowl of tomatoes, and one of nectarines, home-grown from a stone which germinated on the Kerrera compost-heap. Two years ago Annie reckons the tree gave 300 fruits; last year very few; this year enough to eat as you go along.</span></span></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCbwOz2atjtIELrZJMmfo1DIYK9DcISkEr_VGz1usFMtuIToSJ7BcO4oSdEf3HWbKgMRIC_E-kRrqiY0mdc-smJUPbXvOG5n6WmmmP5MbVEz-lDYLayZ9NHVMLPFdz-_8wwZynNHGAxxmJ/s1600/50+angels+wings+breakfast+4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCbwOz2atjtIELrZJMmfo1DIYK9DcISkEr_VGz1usFMtuIToSJ7BcO4oSdEf3HWbKgMRIC_E-kRrqiY0mdc-smJUPbXvOG5n6WmmmP5MbVEz-lDYLayZ9NHVMLPFdz-_8wwZynNHGAxxmJ/s400/50+angels+wings+breakfast+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562903233214615538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">50 angels wings breakfast<br />Alec Finlay 2010<br /></span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">And this is our small contribution, angels' wings gathered along the boardwalk to Outlandia, with eggs from her neighbour's chickens.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US">Annie’s Garden</span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">When the rain clears we step outside. The throng of finches feeding at the nut-cage scatter; after the downpour the burn-in-spate’s rushing over the stepping stones; late-summer leaves and fruit are wet with promise. This is our portrait of Annie in the guise of her garden.</span></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRQX-I1zldDyn2AMnn9PASVwUMZ5_a2zf4quvTRU6_ghSBxBPG55zMtZhEs9BtJEVsRU6yGi6M2Dv1jCT5ufDhfe9GBzHfh78jY5rDkDLFOQfg9M_9kQvxweO0uLFDEj5IwqefMW-7hIv/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Annie%2527s+garden+%2528%2527the+frosts.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRQX-I1zldDyn2AMnn9PASVwUMZ5_a2zf4quvTRU6_ghSBxBPG55zMtZhEs9BtJEVsRU6yGi6M2Dv1jCT5ufDhfe9GBzHfh78jY5rDkDLFOQfg9M_9kQvxweO0uLFDEj5IwqefMW-7hIv/s400/hokku-label%252C+Annie%2527s+garden+%2528%2527the+frosts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562903226888727250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 hokku-label, Annie's garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">('the frost that stayed / the longest / stole the blossom / from the plum', AF)</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigsor3fAbrL26LET7ThVilQyydjSON6rFKmeTrl0_zuqV1RWyBIoRfdshE7x85w1dhllWyXEDfx2yKkcO4OTFDv1qu2Ny19L5MMetSkQJ_prDq3ctz0-uXyhNq23JiRvTa9thLh05QagQ8/s1600/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+fork.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigsor3fAbrL26LET7ThVilQyydjSON6rFKmeTrl0_zuqV1RWyBIoRfdshE7x85w1dhllWyXEDfx2yKkcO4OTFDv1qu2Ny19L5MMetSkQJ_prDq3ctz0-uXyhNq23JiRvTa9thLh05QagQ8/s400/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+fork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910458608474338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 fork, Annie’s Garden</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz74vnPnuSYyMw8ziOw9d16CjTmzcZ2ny8H_mR3MDb-aWZ0e9H2VpVShEj5bM-q_DlQNFVOZT1mw927BLzfMF-a1ISOEbXx44Dw76G_0gm7EoTdSjtil5bB5ULH84ScyAc4v21K8IzLVkX/s1600/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+blue+boat.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz74vnPnuSYyMw8ziOw9d16CjTmzcZ2ny8H_mR3MDb-aWZ0e9H2VpVShEj5bM-q_DlQNFVOZT1mw927BLzfMF-a1ISOEbXx44Dw76G_0gm7EoTdSjtil5bB5ULH84ScyAc4v21K8IzLVkX/s400/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+blue+boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563148396002134098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">50 seedsail, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiDEX8vD6lCDvxEPLlhfgDGDWwAECoW9B9OZ2QFG25v6ZZ5LOveEz6cwLFVMygISKGA8GIjt8y-HEiVCl1MMWeK8dEbY0BJfAaATZ8IqFrbtOixW91oEjvuCX7gYBBNWoCeMSBYECJn3I/s1600/Annie%2527s+Garden%252C+flora.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiDEX8vD6lCDvxEPLlhfgDGDWwAECoW9B9OZ2QFG25v6ZZ5LOveEz6cwLFVMygISKGA8GIjt8y-HEiVCl1MMWeK8dEbY0BJfAaATZ8IqFrbtOixW91oEjvuCX7gYBBNWoCeMSBYECJn3I/s400/Annie%2527s+Garden%252C+flora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563135995302551938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 purples, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxeILJf5nTECCttFtPHzco1cIUCtvns6abT5avFzgekDpgKzyoicIbPWjjz2ynZyGDfQFW-zIwj7M_XR4lCRhQgxwFWWUScLF2KAtYs3Z2b5snRlwP-FXwz-dkfp-ZpUce0-zOtR4AszOf/s1600/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+pot.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxeILJf5nTECCttFtPHzco1cIUCtvns6abT5avFzgekDpgKzyoicIbPWjjz2ynZyGDfQFW-zIwj7M_XR4lCRhQgxwFWWUScLF2KAtYs3Z2b5snRlwP-FXwz-dkfp-ZpUce0-zOtR4AszOf/s400/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+pot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563135990402068066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 bowl of sticks, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi793uobzH8TaJWxAC4fCaBZu-j2CixaEDO0qINIaXVZVYj461FjUIg6FSaPmsZy6SQ2ABJc4zvrXhtWTRA7xOMM5rzyahrh-yXXciExouQkyEpsGSbgsirBvqetVl2Rf0hlu-5NR2ymw44/s1600/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+espalier.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi793uobzH8TaJWxAC4fCaBZu-j2CixaEDO0qINIaXVZVYj461FjUIg6FSaPmsZy6SQ2ABJc4zvrXhtWTRA7xOMM5rzyahrh-yXXciExouQkyEpsGSbgsirBvqetVl2Rf0hlu-5NR2ymw44/s400/Annie%2527s+garden%252C+espalier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563146855273789314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">50 frames, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOMG7ydoEJ0S8OGaYVFDLNx5NW5acqYq1NPJkQcGsOWT8v2wND7ao9LEempjPCpFbJkfAXPpCwaMskAY-6d2p8KCEwyI3Mbcmv_TO2i0iBS-04k7T07RWSRlrvsYuhH-UBd5j7SqE9TR1m/s1600/50+burn+erratic.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOMG7ydoEJ0S8OGaYVFDLNx5NW5acqYq1NPJkQcGsOWT8v2wND7ao9LEempjPCpFbJkfAXPpCwaMskAY-6d2p8KCEwyI3Mbcmv_TO2i0iBS-04k7T07RWSRlrvsYuhH-UBd5j7SqE9TR1m/s400/50+burn+erratic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563136816294440018" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Burn over stepping stones, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eQEyAMjKe6ylGgHryQafyHHJujxxc7RIiwXUUejGByuHi_hBOe1RNVVq3ZZq4ry9Jq-EOmUNrMNnnoZYj6yvLYgOj07uju1O7EcSlfKLSRZicY_CnQVPsTJWJjwmD_98eTURJFywAQoa/s1600/50+rosehips.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eQEyAMjKe6ylGgHryQafyHHJujxxc7RIiwXUUejGByuHi_hBOe1RNVVq3ZZq4ry9Jq-EOmUNrMNnnoZYj6yvLYgOj07uju1O7EcSlfKLSRZicY_CnQVPsTJWJjwmD_98eTURJFywAQoa/s400/50+rosehips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563095367330384514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Rosehips, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style=""> </span></span></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPDaOh0qPNIjwnNK4WkLGPIacIUpCC0a8QLKMUgPQJQLvB7Q3FaZ20gTXPCVB5dXDlqmUpu56daupgX95S551Pgc9qDir1GifDDH6cq8t1uVjRfhmdzT_awn7IWAGbrcyC_GP77RAtb8FC/s1600/50+marjoram.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPDaOh0qPNIjwnNK4WkLGPIacIUpCC0a8QLKMUgPQJQLvB7Q3FaZ20gTXPCVB5dXDlqmUpu56daupgX95S551Pgc9qDir1GifDDH6cq8t1uVjRfhmdzT_awn7IWAGbrcyC_GP77RAtb8FC/s400/50+marjoram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563095375135956306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Marjoram, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tryiDiYaEXIWUyvnM6d6sF2TDqRIR7Lmi3RseMlQNF6e_N-Jay03sYN1EuHjxHPVQDbZFWI9hSzCOr5QCtw0GicglsOgEKp8Uqnsw9OOyfOhuUddgQOmOUWRYz5PeHy2XhhNT7t4Gvcv/s1600/50+neroli+kale.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tryiDiYaEXIWUyvnM6d6sF2TDqRIR7Lmi3RseMlQNF6e_N-Jay03sYN1EuHjxHPVQDbZFWI9hSzCOr5QCtw0GicglsOgEKp8Uqnsw9OOyfOhuUddgQOmOUWRYz5PeHy2XhhNT7t4Gvcv/s400/50+neroli+kale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563095377692852674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Neroli kale, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcn2liEvG39n5Lp7S9ZkR_ky-yiGfUc50KPe6o8rsoFylJGp6n7fkB56ikMgLQ2mNKMkBR9UP_XEplB8gHIvDb6peb5VbunrPPOFHBH_hp7DaHo1jhXhBCLNTqJRSjRnKIn2TiTqXzFiV/s1600/50+vipers+bugloss.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcn2liEvG39n5Lp7S9ZkR_ky-yiGfUc50KPe6o8rsoFylJGp6n7fkB56ikMgLQ2mNKMkBR9UP_XEplB8gHIvDb6peb5VbunrPPOFHBH_hp7DaHo1jhXhBCLNTqJRSjRnKIn2TiTqXzFiV/s400/50+vipers+bugloss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563135487626758690" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Viper's bugloss, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkW8FblrKhkODeXBsrLOj4CiJWAkRVN0OZlWRDQD7SbQPBi122YYckibvA_puLC43vXvlc3U_Hgft1toVhEn4X7rMDnmdO6SsBxHtpNG4SHBO80R8g80Iz0JJwVKTr03HlYXGfqvGcEejx/s1600/50+hokku-label+%2528WELD%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkW8FblrKhkODeXBsrLOj4CiJWAkRVN0OZlWRDQD7SbQPBi122YYckibvA_puLC43vXvlc3U_Hgft1toVhEn4X7rMDnmdO6SsBxHtpNG4SHBO80R8g80Iz0JJwVKTr03HlYXGfqvGcEejx/s400/50+hokku-label+%2528WELD%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562908343302632258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 meso-label (Weld), Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">('yelloW yiElds butterfLy fielDs', AF)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX23VR9aJdl7v72iFyC7WumiabFpe6FswAcbYspNhaxUEfUAvgcJogjb_D2F8pLtHCWsIPlhxwcstn_OXN3DjQcTNTcGrRflIQAs52lFYGo1m0ttV6UrJ3U9fBL4ZL4iEkv4Ik_J0cgtRs/s1600/50+hokku-label+%2528NECTARINE%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX23VR9aJdl7v72iFyC7WumiabFpe6FswAcbYspNhaxUEfUAvgcJogjb_D2F8pLtHCWsIPlhxwcstn_OXN3DjQcTNTcGrRflIQAs52lFYGo1m0ttV6UrJ3U9fBL4ZL4iEkv4Ik_J0cgtRs/s400/50+hokku-label+%2528NECTARINE%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562908337775090338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 meso-label, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">('kerNel kErrera's Compost germinaTed espAliered fRuitfully In aNnie's gardEn', KC)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGw5TGFj6phJyhGiNAk9dAvFVGTvmcjhFJXt0xUhITOaUEIfOr2cAKY9N-uXPfIi_avmICmdE1p67BNdmA83PUU2Xa9vuO0rVyQmTnRnCYyTaXOU8rBJlpa2zSl-E7qDcnBnGFqbMC6j7/s1600/50+growing+bench.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGw5TGFj6phJyhGiNAk9dAvFVGTvmcjhFJXt0xUhITOaUEIfOr2cAKY9N-uXPfIi_avmICmdE1p67BNdmA83PUU2Xa9vuO0rVyQmTnRnCYyTaXOU8rBJlpa2zSl-E7qDcnBnGFqbMC6j7/s400/50+growing+bench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563136822292714354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Garden bench, Annie’s Garden </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US">(AF, KC)</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US">Annie’s Larder</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">And from the garden Summer’s harvest for Winter’s larder. <span style="color:black;">Annie cooks </span>a kedgeree spicy with conservatory-grown chili-peppers, and filled with garden carrots, courgettes, mangetouts, neroli kale on the side.</span></span></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXvhIAsbd6M2GEHKmi_FbviqIzw28TDmrKqIdiM46SE62WsIdH1AWs0ZhVHZ0IM3SjZ0JCYmXkioofFw9n_BaXWem8xoQyouTx26HT-u5shLpRF-HeE1gSFf-Knwk-3j1hsrqtYvHnKuf/s1600/50+garlic.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXvhIAsbd6M2GEHKmi_FbviqIzw28TDmrKqIdiM46SE62WsIdH1AWs0ZhVHZ0IM3SjZ0JCYmXkioofFw9n_BaXWem8xoQyouTx26HT-u5shLpRF-HeE1gSFf-Knwk-3j1hsrqtYvHnKuf/s400/50+garlic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562909693808877122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Annie’s Larder </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaX17TBqFGz33TeOzdcsLYcJczmxhBpQUbcaefpP_O29ARsYm6ZrZkZosErd1fBrcKSRvUgfFdiHsej8PoFiG1h6rPO27zI3iKEf07EMbTHNRSC10CxFF9EnYIeWS8rxntGkrnhccFD1I/s1600/50+tabletop.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaX17TBqFGz33TeOzdcsLYcJczmxhBpQUbcaefpP_O29ARsYm6ZrZkZosErd1fBrcKSRvUgfFdiHsej8PoFiG1h6rPO27zI3iKEf07EMbTHNRSC10CxFF9EnYIeWS8rxntGkrnhccFD1I/s400/50+tabletop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910626895926914" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Annie’s Larder </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010 </span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi86w9-p7xAmgsChGtov63_K4iZwKN99nZ7X6QZ-xshQJsQuZQinrKZBikrnlQRx1dTbH18KTC2FQTN1jzWx-Nh-z0XYKswrbV25lxk_XrtrKKEkuvHphQBtXql5kmN2d-Dz1mfpxSojOsz/s1600/50+hokku-label+%2528skin+comes+apart%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi86w9-p7xAmgsChGtov63_K4iZwKN99nZ7X6QZ-xshQJsQuZQinrKZBikrnlQRx1dTbH18KTC2FQTN1jzWx-Nh-z0XYKswrbV25lxk_XrtrKKEkuvHphQBtXql5kmN2d-Dz1mfpxSojOsz/s400/50+hokku-label+%2528skin+comes+apart%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562908341026959714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Meso-label, (scallions), Annie’s Larder</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">('Skin Comes apArt – Layers unpeeL Into anOther skiN', AF)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15NTokw1NIly2hnC3_ZW0d0IOqnrFmU9uUbV8Z4208Z1I3MNTVwEiErXgDVmGnkhj2011VXgxO9z3SS9BVyjLVP0d3ENpq82xnkfK_v0djhxzNJu5FLj7mETxU3lAlM-j5eQlNrebEdAV/s1600/50+hokku-label+%2528CEPS%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15NTokw1NIly2hnC3_ZW0d0IOqnrFmU9uUbV8Z4208Z1I3MNTVwEiErXgDVmGnkhj2011VXgxO9z3SS9BVyjLVP0d3ENpq82xnkfK_v0djhxzNJu5FLj7mETxU3lAlM-j5eQlNrebEdAV/s400/50+hokku-label+%2528CEPS%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562908333029375858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 meso-label, (cepes), Annie's Larder<br />('riCh Earth sPonges thE Sun', AF)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">(AF, KC)</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US">Annie’s Silence</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Identity, they say, is ‘forged’. We bend our souls in new shapes in the intense heat of emotion, grief, love; subjects of deep song and balladry. Annie’s silence – she has not sung for years – reverberates with the rites Basho witnessed on Gassan, but would not reveal, as with the occasions he <i style="">wrote no poem</i>. Despite her gift, Annie’s silence is something to accept under governance of the muse. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Her listening is <i style="">heart/mind open clear</i>, her gardening has <i style="">profound quietness.</i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">It’s uncanny, this encounter with silence, with identity, encapsulated in the story Annie told, of how on a journey alone through Ireland she was carried away by the music of Willie Clancy.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Clancy’s piping carried her</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">so deep within herself</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">when he asked her name</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Annie found she was beyond</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">knowing she even had one</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">but she knew to say</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Willie Clancy, let me sing you</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">a song and I will find my name.<br /><br />Clancy<br />Alec Finlay 2010<br /></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></b></span></p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_BGHAboO5V_htz4hVGQxCVdcFR4Xis4LUHqzjGI9MWr5fcsW6bLILk_M4xXF7cYgtJblPWR8mp22AMl6NzrefBcNBW5wBJ5VlFZbx-raSMm9K-A1JaY16ZJPOPrz6JfL6GkUrD2-tD9p/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Clancy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_BGHAboO5V_htz4hVGQxCVdcFR4Xis4LUHqzjGI9MWr5fcsW6bLILk_M4xXF7cYgtJblPWR8mp22AMl6NzrefBcNBW5wBJ5VlFZbx-raSMm9K-A1JaY16ZJPOPrz6JfL6GkUrD2-tD9p/s400/hokku-label%252C+Clancy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563146863338668114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Clancy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU9MUWOHe3EZndmP8582I10eTnG4VsT4JzyeEj1xbRszgBv658L6lFUiIj0b1cctw3N7zEDXfN4EribXHQ60DYXHN_eJ8m1HmS-Y_NeP-PovDD3eGaVosnbOvBUzu4x6owBj7BWeNdYin5/s1600/Willie+Clancy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU9MUWOHe3EZndmP8582I10eTnG4VsT4JzyeEj1xbRszgBv658L6lFUiIj0b1cctw3N7zEDXfN4EribXHQ60DYXHN_eJ8m1HmS-Y_NeP-PovDD3eGaVosnbOvBUzu4x6owBj7BWeNdYin5/s400/Willie+Clancy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563146867292043538" border="0" /></a><br />50 Clancy LP<br />Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"><span style=""> </span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(AF)</span></span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Records</span></b></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKINpAqSrCqgvyAzmNRa6biqVl6s9pNZEVzOKPVwO_B594XbSehs1ec4VcbiVi5AXl2LryOYs_HaVXOwaGOWU_xe4RKtm2kKsfeQMFpYiPT32eEH9VnRqqhXq8vDd5zdYod5DOP75WtMP/s1600/Annie%2527s+house%252C+still+life+with+Jonny+%2526+Lucy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKINpAqSrCqgvyAzmNRa6biqVl6s9pNZEVzOKPVwO_B594XbSehs1ec4VcbiVi5AXl2LryOYs_HaVXOwaGOWU_xe4RKtm2kKsfeQMFpYiPT32eEH9VnRqqhXq8vDd5zdYod5DOP75WtMP/s400/Annie%2527s+house%252C+still+life+with+Jonny+%2526+Lucy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910837110921506" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">50 Still life with Jonny & Lucy</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Annie plays us some Clancy and an LP of the Northumbrian piper Billy Pigg, whose music she says<i style=""> is the landscape</i>. Next night we watch a DVD of her son’s restoration stonework in Australia's Blue Mountains, and another of the Darbar festival in India, for she admires the mesmeric improvisations of devotional singer Sanjay Subramanyan, the way he gives himself completely to the performance. In return Eck leaves her a recent CD by Newcastle-based singers Jonny Kearney and Lucy Farrell, whose ‘Hares on the Mountain’ is on our <i style="">oku</i> jukebox.</span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">(KC)</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Leavetaking</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">When the time comes Annie stays in her chair, saying, <i style="">I'm not very good at goodbyes</i>. We contrived to leave our thermos on the draining board, so we’ll be back.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">Sora’s hokku (station 37)</span></i></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">prohibited speech</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">at Yudono<span style=""> </span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">wetting my sleeve</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">tales not to be repeated</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">rain-swelled allt</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">Sanjay's improvisations</span></i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">within these walls</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">rain drums conservatory roof</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">forgetting oneself</span></i></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></i></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">what shan't be said</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">all-day rain</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">moves almost to tears</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">(KC)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US"> </span></b></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Intimations</span></b></span> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">In a <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2007/aug/03/folk.shopping1">rare interview</a>, Anne Briggs talks to Alexis Petridis about her ‘lost classic’ folk album - and why she has hardly sung a note for 34 years</span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;">Alasdair Roberts: <a href="http://www.alasdairroberts.com/">the Official Alasdair Roberts Kailyard</a><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The Newcastle-based duo </span></span></span><a href="http://www.jonnyandlucy.com/"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Lucy Farrell & Jonny Kearney</span></span></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"> met while studying folk and traditional music at Newcastle University</span></span><a href="http://www.jonnyandlucy.com/"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" face="georgia"><a href="http://www.archipelago.org/vol4-3/mcewen.htm"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">Rory McEwen</span></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US">, a memoir by Christian McEwen</span></span><a href="http://www.archipelago.org/vol4-3/mcewen.htm"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></span></p>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-48543469752783492782010-12-23T04:59:00.000-08:002011-12-21T09:23:51.303-08:00(46) Loch Maree<span lang="EN-US"><br />‘O restless heart and fevered brain,</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Unquiet and unstable,</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">That holy well of Loch Maree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Is more than idle fable!’</span><br /><i style=""><span lang="EN-US"></span></i><br /><span lang="EN-US">– John Greenleaf Whittier, ‘The Well of Loch Maree’</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">Yamanka</i> is Isle Maree<span style="color:red;"></span></span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">hot springs</i> is the legendary well on Isle Maree</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">already become legend</i> is the ‘Gairloch bard’ Uilleam Ros (William Ross) who, like Kemenosuke’s father, also died young</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">pain of one who goes, emptiness of one left behind</i> is the ‘Tragedy of Loch Maree’ recounted in Dixon's <i style="">Gairloch in North-West Ross-Shire</i> (1886)</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our<i style=""> pair of wild geese, lost in clouds </i>is the V of wild geese overhead</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">Sora, stomach ailing,</i> is Ken's tick and midge bites, and Eck’s old trouble, reumy and glandy from his soaking at the outdoor poetry reading at H-I-C-A, where the poems turned to papier-mache in the rain</span><br /><span lang="EN-US"> </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Our <i style="">Basho</i> and <i style="">Sora</i>’s names don’t have to appear in the Hotel Register as ‘Aliens’, as used to be the case</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US"> </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Prelude</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">This is the last blog to write. It’s as if I’ve been putting it off. </span><br /><br /><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-slioch.html"><u><span lang="EN-US"></span></u></a><span lang="EN-US"> <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-slioch.html">Nick</a> said, you don’t take anything off the island. There were larches to be felled in van Vlissingen’s time, and he could have got good money for them, says Nick, but he chose not to remove them. The Teeside fishermen at Loch Maree Hotel tell us of a friend who took home a sapling oak from the island, and had a really dreadful time of it that winter. Next trip north he returned the tree, and life regained its equilibrium.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Does the tabu include even the photographs of the poems we wrote and left there?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Setting Out</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2F2iAT6HchKTtIcdihQDj0ZcuRp_P7TjqZTYZl8WcSC4HrafQ6dLO77SQ2Hj9c83rZIfgUJQ1ShYSmYLhcxj8mypvDwkleSL1VtPaqpNAeQ9cFH_3xM58fs3CJPtb4phAQIKjF9Zep-Fm/s1600/46+hotel+dining+room.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2F2iAT6HchKTtIcdihQDj0ZcuRp_P7TjqZTYZl8WcSC4HrafQ6dLO77SQ2Hj9c83rZIfgUJQ1ShYSmYLhcxj8mypvDwkleSL1VtPaqpNAeQ9cFH_3xM58fs3CJPtb4phAQIKjF9Zep-Fm/s400/46+hotel+dining+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562004566981303106" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Loch Maree Hotel dining room</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeMifTEgp3KtNt3rAulXvYMWbAI8bkqEqMeqie08NJkUZ8NM82xtZYwgiQgY1iwKC4fZwJmGbEcihFvvlDbIKugWvKWGWKdsNZ3s24VUWhs6dHcn7gWfQQbwBObb5Ix69FNZ4eDk5OaK4Z/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528the+window+into+the+world+out+the%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeMifTEgp3KtNt3rAulXvYMWbAI8bkqEqMeqie08NJkUZ8NM82xtZYwgiQgY1iwKC4fZwJmGbEcihFvvlDbIKugWvKWGWKdsNZ3s24VUWhs6dHcn7gWfQQbwBObb5Ix69FNZ4eDk5OaK4Z/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528the+window+into+the+world+out+the%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562004571003598466" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘the window into the world out the’, circle poem, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Fe3fZnIA9i1DjXEFRsa3U7RaMPwlzkswQrS2e1MTOjvzwktq6SX4FRziY1jYO5v6GEUfF0AP5iBR0o4pV30Sgehyl1gQ6AJfyr9wxwZxNHCCjpHFGpYzxqwFmvAyVN5lWuWzyxZQNIOX/s1600/LUKE+ADD+46+Loch+Maree+early+morning.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Fe3fZnIA9i1DjXEFRsa3U7RaMPwlzkswQrS2e1MTOjvzwktq6SX4FRziY1jYO5v6GEUfF0AP5iBR0o4pV30Sgehyl1gQ6AJfyr9wxwZxNHCCjpHFGpYzxqwFmvAyVN5lWuWzyxZQNIOX/s400/LUKE+ADD+46+Loch+Maree+early+morning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562004578047340610" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Loch Maree, early morning</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">We breakfast in the bay-window of the dining room, watching mists lift from the loch, as if we’re in a Swedish painting, lacking colour but with infinite tonal gradations. Our life here is Spartan-Victorian, scenes from one of the less-well known Buchan novels.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">This was the best sea trout loch in the world, until they put the salmon farm at the mouth of the Ewe. The meds swilled all the lice off the caged fish onto the migrating trout. Now it’s been moved further out maybe things will pick up.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">In the spring planning phase there’d been much research about how to float our way to Isle Maree, where to hire a boat. Turns out Nick is all things – manager, chef, stalker, guide, ex-badminton pro, tennis coach, boatsman. I’ve an old Edwardian postcard that seems to show exactly the same rowboats at anchor. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQ2lvPj6FZcmAQkcREgg20abj-G0BpqGt4Uz7FkTotk0ol4TSswAXFUP47xWks5EzHGI9EbsVus1bZKHuvpwVCNA_sVOdskwvhEAhVNFl4bUZpC14e_4QUDCGnheLxhQ1aSAIo07ByulF/s1600/ben+slioch%252C+d.+whyte.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQ2lvPj6FZcmAQkcREgg20abj-G0BpqGt4Uz7FkTotk0ol4TSswAXFUP47xWks5EzHGI9EbsVus1bZKHuvpwVCNA_sVOdskwvhEAhVNFl4bUZpC14e_4QUDCGnheLxhQ1aSAIo07ByulF/s400/ben+slioch%252C+d.+whyte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562026262484890626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="EN-US">46 skyline</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="EN-US"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">That dawn out my window cloud lifted from water level up until the bands of cloud revealed bands of mountain. It was so still the boat pair floated stem to stern. </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US">calm defined by anchored boats</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">pointing different ways</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">in the</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">clear loch</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">there are</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">deep fish</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">watching the trout</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">rise</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">the ripple unfurl its</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">circle</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLjaBvto-grxq0vCIBFMfAtWOWhydEQy0OIlE2L_wh9cBHXgf6tpeEzRQ9gnsLD6hXBZlQVtT8bLrKFbeKQbl4lG019LpM9IY0NJzF_OPXO6bf22iSfnhySm6gCoTHfJOl92RZHIUwL-Ic/s1600/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLjaBvto-grxq0vCIBFMfAtWOWhydEQy0OIlE2L_wh9cBHXgf6tpeEzRQ9gnsLD6hXBZlQVtT8bLrKFbeKQbl4lG019LpM9IY0NJzF_OPXO6bf22iSfnhySm6gCoTHfJOl92RZHIUwL-Ic/s400/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562005489202669266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBhZXHF_2bWyBMMKm-Wvfh4PJnMmhXYtGYKk4cehLxn57ZzGEPerrBYpxd7xnALyxDE2-n52rHNwWTakf4cdV8UqKSNF9AzP4xy1FJJtv2bZj6nctOZ_SVB7jW0g07-j18al3ZiKZRvx2/s1600/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBhZXHF_2bWyBMMKm-Wvfh4PJnMmhXYtGYKk4cehLxn57ZzGEPerrBYpxd7xnALyxDE2-n52rHNwWTakf4cdV8UqKSNF9AzP4xy1FJJtv2bZj6nctOZ_SVB7jW0g07-j18al3ZiKZRvx2/s400/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562005495999793026" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Loch Maree, silver & azure</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Overhead what to the eye is grey, with patches of blue, the camera sees as silver and azure. </span><span lang="EN-US"><br /><br />Nick casts off and sets the motor north. Wild mountains, gentle wooded islands. Soon we’re winding our wake between Eilean Sùbhainn and Eilean Eachainn. He points out a fragment of the rough path on the Letterewe shore, route of the old postie whose round took 3 days, the spot where a hiker slipped recently and had to be rescued. Then slows to let us see a wee bundle of floating greenery, camouflage for an SNH des-res nesting platform, constructed for black-throated divers. Their habit’s to scrape a nest on the shore, but the loch level rises fast when there’s a rain squall. They only lay a couple of eggs, and too many were being flooded out.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gNAc8hsiKaDMSP96p42I0GtxXQpYoha-zJ5fk_vTXiYY2ObbF65gcx20sjxfdxWeYtfQ7pPRn4at9_pXWhgoT_Vv2NzcyVoK1IU2Cy9Yu0MPtd5kVRlPN04eu6wO4u1OOlA1f9CeFCV5/s1600/Nick.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gNAc8hsiKaDMSP96p42I0GtxXQpYoha-zJ5fk_vTXiYY2ObbF65gcx20sjxfdxWeYtfQ7pPRn4at9_pXWhgoT_Vv2NzcyVoK1IU2Cy9Yu0MPtd5kVRlPN04eu6wO4u1OOlA1f9CeFCV5/s400/Nick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562023875989844482" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Nick<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span style=""> </span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04yDur8oBQnATmis1I8BD0l43o0DZkCQPAA43lE2XxNBiIxotuPcqhVHcre96iQXorRO22laQuxKDwLoes75O3dsh8JPK-gOCuPbtK3aOn85Furhd9Tb2pwf00htJ64tGHOb1_WHt8jTX/s1600/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04yDur8oBQnATmis1I8BD0l43o0DZkCQPAA43lE2XxNBiIxotuPcqhVHcre96iQXorRO22laQuxKDwLoes75O3dsh8JPK-gOCuPbtK3aOn85Furhd9Tb2pwf00htJ64tGHOb1_WHt8jTX/s400/46+Loch+Maree+islands+from+the+boat+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562007994991928514" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">Loch Maree islands</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHU9hntvkBk-jpN4Exb_Z4CfKHfF4QAgg9ILpgIXuOyrW3-akvIrZk6LQ7sC-ByLaiHwv6_zPT7-ZZ2_B7tVDUbC2ti4vXRThFzU9XN1O99EvVZOTaKBqfU0QPZDtw6GVe0rrqm9nOYnK/s1600/46+Isle+Maree+OS+map+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHU9hntvkBk-jpN4Exb_Z4CfKHfF4QAgg9ILpgIXuOyrW3-akvIrZk6LQ7sC-ByLaiHwv6_zPT7-ZZ2_B7tVDUbC2ti4vXRThFzU9XN1O99EvVZOTaKBqfU0QPZDtw6GVe0rrqm9nOYnK/s400/46+Isle+Maree+OS+map+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562007998188710930" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 On the map</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Arrival</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglxKI_kqf2ebzRTN7aYzYNtq9t8YdxFf6-etwz0MISY7Tic3ucrl4QdXSMsP5QRgSB-2SOqFJPbcT25OH19qam7yr5fE9sIGEYz3Orcd2uIpwVn0xH_-J4NlZQN7M6OG1ntDX6u0QrtQaS/s1600/46+Ken+boat+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglxKI_kqf2ebzRTN7aYzYNtq9t8YdxFf6-etwz0MISY7Tic3ucrl4QdXSMsP5QRgSB-2SOqFJPbcT25OH19qam7yr5fE9sIGEYz3Orcd2uIpwVn0xH_-J4NlZQN7M6OG1ntDX6u0QrtQaS/s400/46+Ken+boat+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562009972000535074" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Sora on Loch Maree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Instead of the other islands’ rocky edges, at Isle Maree waves lap a gentle pebbly beach. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrRSx_vDw8dv1VdewZvvYDChS9oZVWMvc23WiA_KvuSj5Q9Tfhl8tbzJ-3l8B3jyLDhZ_vsQuAqv_42_mrTVtt1KeHecnCo25ULNDcfkXNcshbyShKfq4oX4gfPltrIzd3qi3mVsLAO7f/s1600/46+offshore+oaks.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrRSx_vDw8dv1VdewZvvYDChS9oZVWMvc23WiA_KvuSj5Q9Tfhl8tbzJ-3l8B3jyLDhZ_vsQuAqv_42_mrTVtt1KeHecnCo25ULNDcfkXNcshbyShKfq4oX4gfPltrIzd3qi3mVsLAO7f/s400/46+offshore+oaks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562008809577913794" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Offshore oaks</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4ePgbsejRPYJuiyOx8Q1fabLJTpavzpOlzFAaudaKWy1egwU5FGxtT8Uzg25jf2tSDmT_X2_XaEyiQpiLAzBLJhssBCrXlJqMvOonR2zoCzaOmu9nnniMqBO49DUquRrQL_Bn8KPrdnn/s1600/46+air+root+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4ePgbsejRPYJuiyOx8Q1fabLJTpavzpOlzFAaudaKWy1egwU5FGxtT8Uzg25jf2tSDmT_X2_XaEyiQpiLAzBLJhssBCrXlJqMvOonR2zoCzaOmu9nnniMqBO49DUquRrQL_Bn8KPrdnn/s400/46+air+root+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553869313245037730" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Air root</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQT9GSedClZEV2jmsk5qp1hZ12-hvspeDQLf4sXNVUmSuDFAMkDyQ8V-7I223DnXew5ICEMIueSOcFxusjgHtuwJ0Ak8LB6byZi6MiPkhI6PhoKuTNzvaSBGW47c4TGrUq1vQLEGr42RP4/s1600/46+wish+wishing+tree+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQT9GSedClZEV2jmsk5qp1hZ12-hvspeDQLf4sXNVUmSuDFAMkDyQ8V-7I223DnXew5ICEMIueSOcFxusjgHtuwJ0Ak8LB6byZi6MiPkhI6PhoKuTNzvaSBGW47c4TGrUq1vQLEGr42RP4/s400/46+wish+wishing+tree+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562008809684186418" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 The Money Tree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">The island’s smooth holly, offshore trees, aerial roots, a range of species found on none of the loch’s other islands.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6KOFNw6cWFG_KU-en6caNyOLZUVJ6w9jcwUCKjhILwmjbvQx6nxHcY30WHXccCbiCcDGQNK0Qwa4KQoxZvNxUK6-3WYdSZPBu90tJeZLufqqryXrgE4T_cqGkxxU8mUMnY3u9lfoVHIU/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528indigenous+pines+before%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6KOFNw6cWFG_KU-en6caNyOLZUVJ6w9jcwUCKjhILwmjbvQx6nxHcY30WHXccCbiCcDGQNK0Qwa4KQoxZvNxUK6-3WYdSZPBu90tJeZLufqqryXrgE4T_cqGkxxU8mUMnY3u9lfoVHIU/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528indigenous+pines+before%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562009497846891282" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘indigenous pines before / Druids planted oak & rowan / before Maelrubha planted holly / before Vikings planted larch / before whose birch and chestnuts?’, KC)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Nick explains this as successive religious plantings. Some even say the shingle was brought here, as it occurs nowhere else nearby. The wood is a model of ecumenical diversity, each religious culture adding its own sacred tree – Druidic oak circle, Viking line of larch pointing toward Norway – leaving the others to flourish. In the same way the Church allowed bull sacrifices to continue here, shifting the calendar from Lughnasa to Saint Maolrubh’s feast day.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAmgQyz_mghmf2WmEClRmFxfS2TiRwpj_Btp35lJOF1sox_99_motGR-1TgeguhKXhOFxAiFXb3YhPqAUZYqDO_-UBsyA5ypn_Ak6cCVec7HqAuMhKAJDvOLdL53ozlpPfG3p0gA82iaT/s1600/46+circular+wall.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAmgQyz_mghmf2WmEClRmFxfS2TiRwpj_Btp35lJOF1sox_99_motGR-1TgeguhKXhOFxAiFXb3YhPqAUZYqDO_-UBsyA5ypn_Ak6cCVec7HqAuMhKAJDvOLdL53ozlpPfG3p0gA82iaT/s400/46+circular+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562009496657375570" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Enclosure</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrgpH7TYnAmdFhccxmBpkHzP2fG8aNJsVfpoab2YKyRJqI_DcJsH3ARypleJ-eZpubKf1ZlItX9jU0yyJ8UTuTsgdG4cYDoYC-n_T9VpDOhrzsJGMcDEwZak57qYVTYRgT-SSZRlUoixH/s1600/46+Viking+slab+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrgpH7TYnAmdFhccxmBpkHzP2fG8aNJsVfpoab2YKyRJqI_DcJsH3ARypleJ-eZpubKf1ZlItX9jU0yyJ8UTuTsgdG4cYDoYC-n_T9VpDOhrzsJGMcDEwZak57qYVTYRgT-SSZRlUoixH/s400/46+Viking+slab+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562009503853329154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUG5HHqjwSKQyjGHmIxNCkNJym_J1ptt-2ij55JmtSqvIFXiZ46wLQK6zg0i6v3AaPN9tM1PaHubb1UzX7SQPKifKqof-NtqRNABdoyIjChbVsBIZbgL9Xx8-tDXfj9r74RVflPCIINbIL/s1600/46+Viking+slab+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUG5HHqjwSKQyjGHmIxNCkNJym_J1ptt-2ij55JmtSqvIFXiZ46wLQK6zg0i6v3AaPN9tM1PaHubb1UzX7SQPKifKqof-NtqRNABdoyIjChbVsBIZbgL9Xx8-tDXfj9r74RVflPCIINbIL/s400/46+Viking+slab+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562009976587049810" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Viking grave-slabs</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Away from the shoreline’s the tumbled enclosure, the grave-slabs said to be those of the tragic lovers, more recent gravestones, barkbooks older even than the Newton beeches. We drink today’s tea, Phoenix Honey Orchid, perfect for such a rich woodland. Sora wears a garland of oak. Nick tells us the tale of the Viking lovers.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-US">black</span><br /><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">sail</span></i><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">white</span><br /><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">shroud</span></i><br /></div><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/46%20Nick%27s%20Viking%20Tale.mp3"><span lang="EN-US">46 audio, Nick’s Viking tale</span></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010 </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB6pbh9hEl3nCAk0IKGhPHZuU1UDkjvA9RQ8wpTkWUsYmLJn2mpPiE0uG-4_xQIMzvsfp2CkHpRLums_fEACygPOQiw5iWQf3odFgFuzSUJ6IoyH3XBHhcxulgJiIidYLniG6BC74_QJdD/s1600/46+Sora%2527s+Garland.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB6pbh9hEl3nCAk0IKGhPHZuU1UDkjvA9RQ8wpTkWUsYmLJn2mpPiE0uG-4_xQIMzvsfp2CkHpRLums_fEACygPOQiw5iWQf3odFgFuzSUJ6IoyH3XBHhcxulgJiIidYLniG6BC74_QJdD/s400/46+Sora%2527s+Garland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562012597471516946" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Sora garlanded</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010 </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvd3nuRan8OhSo-8ZmJwRs8B_cIp7B0KW7ePlaX6OLRbmxywCeg1bdDpVl7DjRIY9Je_zhdUuWgvlU-95ywh54t5zjVrBKxCAa88WexoZY1Rhtb0MlHv0rB5afDoyaeaQhJDx4FrRRzyq/s1600/46+barkbook+LFH.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvd3nuRan8OhSo-8ZmJwRs8B_cIp7B0KW7ePlaX6OLRbmxywCeg1bdDpVl7DjRIY9Je_zhdUuWgvlU-95ywh54t5zjVrBKxCAa88WexoZY1Rhtb0MlHv0rB5afDoyaeaQhJDx4FrRRzyq/s400/46+barkbook+LFH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553869324810251826" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Barkbook, ‘LFH’</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SG8tY53YPVaAwtQYvpWCiPZjIkVKZkS7IaMlbrq6SpEW2rdfjxRJftgB5SvHi3VE6pkEaGqkj4A-oThfd2cy33yOtBpeLuVZSiQal88LZdurGLWzQipTazYx_TYfl0EUD8-pMAUDUjsm/s1600/46+barkbook+MWW+1850.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SG8tY53YPVaAwtQYvpWCiPZjIkVKZkS7IaMlbrq6SpEW2rdfjxRJftgB5SvHi3VE6pkEaGqkj4A-oThfd2cy33yOtBpeLuVZSiQal88LZdurGLWzQipTazYx_TYfl0EUD8-pMAUDUjsm/s400/46+barkbook+MWW+1850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553869331732335570" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Barkbook, ‘MWW 1850’</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSRUrAioseNpb2aKbBEOsnrhjYj6aMcMZdJiuYamTirt_CwdrKOxicLxR1Mbb-RZbCvEBTuB_MeVontXwlWriM1AdILbJVjgQAKzqkJ7IN4AIPyjRfyG9D7juwrYxNf88xPW4ybki8Hm6/s1600/46+barkbook+PETE+WARD.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSRUrAioseNpb2aKbBEOsnrhjYj6aMcMZdJiuYamTirt_CwdrKOxicLxR1Mbb-RZbCvEBTuB_MeVontXwlWriM1AdILbJVjgQAKzqkJ7IN4AIPyjRfyG9D7juwrYxNf88xPW4ybki8Hm6/s400/46+barkbook+PETE+WARD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562013377942066018" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Barkbook, ‘PETE WARD’</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6JcQw3pWs7cjrKO_xiDlbErkHy7BDrqsXnLAuaFLThyphenhyphenyc_ZNsq_Pe_JCGRugZKa5c-4BG4qeuTcfYL70cYTgTPo-IsATP2XGUqvFr05ov05SIyC59ZCgIPss_K1wxeGSaoZagxB8f5EJ/s1600/46+barkbook+MICK+1904+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6JcQw3pWs7cjrKO_xiDlbErkHy7BDrqsXnLAuaFLThyphenhyphenyc_ZNsq_Pe_JCGRugZKa5c-4BG4qeuTcfYL70cYTgTPo-IsATP2XGUqvFr05ov05SIyC59ZCgIPss_K1wxeGSaoZagxB8f5EJ/s400/46+barkbook+MICK+1904+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553869328674139954" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Barkbook, ‘MICK 1904’</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">And there’s the ‘money tree’ which, fragile though it’s become, still draws supplicants,<span style=""> </span>like Munlochy’s <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/10/munlochy.html"><u>clootie well</u></a>. The coins and the oak-leaves each seem to have changed colour so as to camouflage the other. There’s also an old well here said to cure insanity – lughnasa, lunacy, a connection with moon worship? Or as SNH have it, a cure for ‘metal illness’– would that relate to the greeny coins? After sipping you’d to be rowed round the island and ducked three times.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFGnetxDv_u7Y8cRN5MPrPuwBjvk21GLzxOmkAaKrhmOf7wg4jTXHXwdJleVB0YWc2fWGnCPGLjXMDUU2AYA23X-y980EEyZjq9F4X_TJRJlqsBRJSo-HiCW-EP3esFGVcZ3181hSOHcvY/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528the+coins+have%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFGnetxDv_u7Y8cRN5MPrPuwBjvk21GLzxOmkAaKrhmOf7wg4jTXHXwdJleVB0YWc2fWGnCPGLjXMDUU2AYA23X-y980EEyZjq9F4X_TJRJlqsBRJSo-HiCW-EP3esFGVcZ3181hSOHcvY/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528the+coins+have%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562014433530706882" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label<br />(‘the coins have / camouflaged themselves / among oak leaves’, KC)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Maybe like the <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2011/03/37-bonawe.html%3E">swordsmiths</a>, islands deign to guard their secrets too.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Isle Anthology</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCc56zjMmAz7XEVvPJOB3689_W0WIZ5c4l11LU6Os7oxmtq6S9G09ljhxU1i_9Hd8lPfBr6PtaZS_b1E5lYm02_E-kzCCYW-IUjbRW3jy54i3v6Q0GMfsmr4bZZIEMdqj3uJLaHUvHjCxk/s1600/46+Basho+at+the+money+tree.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCc56zjMmAz7XEVvPJOB3689_W0WIZ5c4l11LU6Os7oxmtq6S9G09ljhxU1i_9Hd8lPfBr6PtaZS_b1E5lYm02_E-kzCCYW-IUjbRW3jy54i3v6Q0GMfsmr4bZZIEMdqj3uJLaHUvHjCxk/s400/46+Basho+at+the+money+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562014432369822962" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Eck at the Money Tree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDKl25Wi0syYxLtDpssPxHP-sTrq8eupnAQW8TNmVcXhcvywIEW3y9GWrVmuX7bzWShK869E4B5MquKsmj8d-bRafWFOxbqcI9PswJAdVClz989ZPOroM_gIi9ey1MZQViphTGCUNXyEu/s1600/46+Eck+%2526+Nick.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDKl25Wi0syYxLtDpssPxHP-sTrq8eupnAQW8TNmVcXhcvywIEW3y9GWrVmuX7bzWShK869E4B5MquKsmj8d-bRafWFOxbqcI9PswJAdVClz989ZPOroM_gIi9ey1MZQViphTGCUNXyEu/s400/46+Eck+%2526+Nick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562014436873817714" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Eck & Nick</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">I don’t know how long we spend on the island, but Eck seems to be poeming throughout. Here is his Loch Maree anthology.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSx4JfqCVUisYjKYYVStGmKM3PcGKCCPLwstiX-WVxVwpmn7nwFSC17bx3A5B5y-YA9YjxoghCxIsaRKXd_E1QVjLThODAmYAPsWtODocEAPDX7nsfxNpJ0cDiguYE1qdw2adiDpBz9ZM/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528a+deer+path%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSx4JfqCVUisYjKYYVStGmKM3PcGKCCPLwstiX-WVxVwpmn7nwFSC17bx3A5B5y-YA9YjxoghCxIsaRKXd_E1QVjLThODAmYAPsWtODocEAPDX7nsfxNpJ0cDiguYE1qdw2adiDpBz9ZM/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528a+deer+path%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017942438202226" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘a deer path / leading in / from the edge / of the lochan’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4OoPRBuL2cdpCQOKfIfQ19olPGJx4McHnRZczGFLYXNw9jpML9Efui3ZAzsshD8qODUMiigcKXgtW2xR0_qWckmw1kHo506B_GU76bXd3n_SOgg3IYDeCDMA8apRhQW7lJNqwj-u5hfK/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528a+line+of+larch%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4OoPRBuL2cdpCQOKfIfQ19olPGJx4McHnRZczGFLYXNw9jpML9Efui3ZAzsshD8qODUMiigcKXgtW2xR0_qWckmw1kHo506B_GU76bXd3n_SOgg3IYDeCDMA8apRhQW7lJNqwj-u5hfK/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528a+line+of+larch%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017186196541442" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘a line / of larch / pointing / north’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3G_Rtt-7EGjMqgU8ZiH-3T3yr6x50Oc_0D22-0CxamlddTLKuxFVqDudZcUhzzh0G7m9rRrKZ6rlFi-VRIcCZR0YEk-HXloVNqS4xoirskqxD-9Pu_6LGpuyJuKMwouu7UCohK2TsUTX3/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528don%2527t+give+up%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3G_Rtt-7EGjMqgU8ZiH-3T3yr6x50Oc_0D22-0CxamlddTLKuxFVqDudZcUhzzh0G7m9rRrKZ6rlFi-VRIcCZR0YEk-HXloVNqS4xoirskqxD-9Pu_6LGpuyJuKMwouu7UCohK2TsUTX3/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528don%2527t+give+up%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017186707999938" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘don’t / give / up, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7qzV1f6m13DgVhV7IvebcjB_dH6IkJl4J4dIpf3FMMoF-uYVXFu0Gp6D3fR0goWRCDdJH433EWUyc4kiSP6JmrL63BAC5hkSuR54ZDvj38dZoC7amjMGhrbNf2ZbHEKv_lHYC5AZ06Yt/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528holding+off+the+rain%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7qzV1f6m13DgVhV7IvebcjB_dH6IkJl4J4dIpf3FMMoF-uYVXFu0Gp6D3fR0goWRCDdJH433EWUyc4kiSP6JmrL63BAC5hkSuR54ZDvj38dZoC7amjMGhrbNf2ZbHEKv_lHYC5AZ06Yt/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528holding+off+the+rain%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017184034658514" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘holding / off the / rain // letting / in the / light’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfdalqDeZvP2BW7YDfllrbkWBmwOe8FtKqTT2ut9DerVjTw6miimYlxVbY1IT9NA80dCcd1TgUAH_Maw1bi58yj8GXQ4Qoni-uhUIUVL9qvqettiJaLkXE5KAAwewX82hu0oUeR5VUFwMj/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528life+is+a+path%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfdalqDeZvP2BW7YDfllrbkWBmwOe8FtKqTT2ut9DerVjTw6miimYlxVbY1IT9NA80dCcd1TgUAH_Maw1bi58yj8GXQ4Qoni-uhUIUVL9qvqettiJaLkXE5KAAwewX82hu0oUeR5VUFwMj/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528life+is+a+path%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017182474656802" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘life is a path / of light and shade / a raindrop / about to fall’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8f8-_kPq_EW1fXLfrUmpxyLSjRc5PlXBTaSQT_UEtjVTNA-G284kdyBd1wuWu8i6_r0QiLahk06wXBs_UTWG7Cwfg6YL-LjRt-_kq293zoSHpVq1E18a44UAtwHtL8-aFFV4Xgh1CL7yi/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528mountain+cloud+lochan%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8f8-_kPq_EW1fXLfrUmpxyLSjRc5PlXBTaSQT_UEtjVTNA-G284kdyBd1wuWu8i6_r0QiLahk06wXBs_UTWG7Cwfg6YL-LjRt-_kq293zoSHpVq1E18a44UAtwHtL8-aFFV4Xgh1CL7yi/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528mountain+cloud+lochan%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562017175828426450" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘mountain / cloud / lochan’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8GMGEm20GlvGh9ubiDYyTD-qMGV9oaFzyRjyEnE-Yk0_MffVMlINLqRcX5OAfIAmdI64esoa_eg7foomU1z-Uy9rUA-QgFxSR4ZC4Z8UCI41scCMJKVur3Rc9xqk3ZbwqJvHchlojXO8/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528rotten+rags%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8GMGEm20GlvGh9ubiDYyTD-qMGV9oaFzyRjyEnE-Yk0_MffVMlINLqRcX5OAfIAmdI64esoa_eg7foomU1z-Uy9rUA-QgFxSR4ZC4Z8UCI41scCMJKVur3Rc9xqk3ZbwqJvHchlojXO8/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528rotten+rags%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562016228568069426" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘rotten rags / but coins’ / silent wishes’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieMUCPuuF_5W_tUj4fsmQ-IwhapuVos979Dzq3jKeGJrKaxI_Qw29mVSijkHPqaDh8cVkUZJQvNlgfS3-V8axqSKE1PmwqRZ4DSkvdnWVtyy-bmFNjRmazS5UpsR6B-0pBrYm8np-r1Ztm/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528SLIOCH%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieMUCPuuF_5W_tUj4fsmQ-IwhapuVos979Dzq3jKeGJrKaxI_Qw29mVSijkHPqaDh8cVkUZJQvNlgfS3-V8axqSKE1PmwqRZ4DSkvdnWVtyy-bmFNjRmazS5UpsR6B-0pBrYm8np-r1Ztm/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528SLIOCH%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562016224755215170" border="0" /></a><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘SLIOCH’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8730eJ1_7aZ7d-4JA7Gj-hhfjQ_Zj8RIYXI4xXsKRrhma__nhSVZ5nJeB3WoFFS32PtZQ1-4jGux4XYV3BM4T2u3mPA-cLm6iJMmxXrw6WqWTArQ8FB0tqGabQGvwS6H7O5t8QiIHDT7/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528the+cloud+threads%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8730eJ1_7aZ7d-4JA7Gj-hhfjQ_Zj8RIYXI4xXsKRrhma__nhSVZ5nJeB3WoFFS32PtZQ1-4jGux4XYV3BM4T2u3mPA-cLm6iJMmxXrw6WqWTArQ8FB0tqGabQGvwS6H7O5t8QiIHDT7/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528the+cloud+threads%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562016224195716146" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘the cloud threads cloud threads cloud threads’, circle poem, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjECr0p2uYsa-z5XrgRIUH9UX1WXkNXe_O0H4GR6NW0QNzQUWe_NwvfLIADWQXnAmun75eK-Gp_M86VfPCbZF9xzSGfE2kZxlOLyte8ut6iw3Z1HzFRSg2Vh1Ze_TG1wf4JucBbqKxu5OL_/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528the+lichens+prove%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjECr0p2uYsa-z5XrgRIUH9UX1WXkNXe_O0H4GR6NW0QNzQUWe_NwvfLIADWQXnAmun75eK-Gp_M86VfPCbZF9xzSGfE2kZxlOLyte8ut6iw3Z1HzFRSg2Vh1Ze_TG1wf4JucBbqKxu5OL_/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528the+lichens+prove%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562016210689651010" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘the lichens prove / the present air’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5BRwx5Nny8YJFoC3H5zyFxjhlZMDCzSnlmyHjkI0ZOpbrOQJ0KsSON_N7YlKvqcVJkVnBXmh7rTxeg4TuBe9pr4ku2NRSXdA7UmDNS3gAGuAYFiY7cmQjs0TL_urDOmbZPy28K6-ou57L/s1600/46+hokku-label+%2528watching+the+trout+rise%2529+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5BRwx5Nny8YJFoC3H5zyFxjhlZMDCzSnlmyHjkI0ZOpbrOQJ0KsSON_N7YlKvqcVJkVnBXmh7rTxeg4TuBe9pr4ku2NRSXdA7UmDNS3gAGuAYFiY7cmQjs0TL_urDOmbZPy28K6-ou57L/s400/46+hokku-label+%2528watching+the+trout+rise%2529+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562016207426680338" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">(‘watching the trout rise / until the ripple / unfurls its circle // (Loch Maree)’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">I haven’t brought the whisky with me, so back on shore we libate, tippling Ardbeg from the jetty into the loch water.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6YtUuKt3m8upMH8kDK3RYsngVrZ415FVTrzdJ7kpn9vO1rQbiDBLGwnyQnF_X-Ob98iUOlff-v4MeHomO_klNf8Dt-xK8RF0rKyNPCha50r8qVY80kO2f9qE8s6NX1EtIwmfR5RHKhWT/s1600/46+Ardbeg+in+Loch+Maree.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6YtUuKt3m8upMH8kDK3RYsngVrZ415FVTrzdJ7kpn9vO1rQbiDBLGwnyQnF_X-Ob98iUOlff-v4MeHomO_klNf8Dt-xK8RF0rKyNPCha50r8qVY80kO2f9qE8s6NX1EtIwmfR5RHKhWT/s400/46+Ardbeg+in+Loch+Maree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562018571029071554" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Ardbeg in Loch Maree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuv9tmESHYTGicFW0fDAbEZYLcYKTtCZxniOAvdrGQX5qgKmkgHCQr7DxMUkgH4PCM689hTSrcIbDybl_8oRfGuEpZFnK0n1WOMyMFp6yxlT35VKJmw4HuF9AlDyU87NoK8JxcnRy52Nrv/s1600/46+Isle+Maree+libation+AF.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuv9tmESHYTGicFW0fDAbEZYLcYKTtCZxniOAvdrGQX5qgKmkgHCQr7DxMUkgH4PCM689hTSrcIbDybl_8oRfGuEpZFnK0n1WOMyMFp6yxlT35VKJmw4HuF9AlDyU87NoK8JxcnRy52Nrv/s400/46+Isle+Maree+libation+AF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562018573952449954" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US">46 Isle Maree libation</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span lang="EN-US">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF, KC</span>)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Dixon</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">As a guide to the Loch and its surroundings, Nick has recommended John H. Dixon’s <i style="">Gairloch in North-West Ross-Shire</i>, first published in 1886. We read in it the <a href="http://www.electricscotland.com/history/gairloch/g204.htm"><u>tale</u></a> Nick had told on the island, of the tragic Viking lovers – though ‘tragic’ strikes me as a polite way of describing a corrosive jealousy. </span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Rereading Dixon back in Edo I enjoy his phrase-making – ‘the elastic conscience of the age’, ‘aeriel chaos’, ‘streams debouch into it’ – and from his prose extract these found poems.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">The Money Tree</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">an oak tree </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">studded with nails</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">hundreds of nails </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">a faded ribbon</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">still fastened to one</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">we also found </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">two bone buttons</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and two buckles </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">nailed to the tree</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">pennies and halfpennies </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">driven edgeways </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">into the wood</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">over many the bark </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">is closing, over many </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">it has already closed</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">(Part I, Ch.11)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Isle Maree</span><br /><span lang="EN-US"> </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">everywhere on </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the island grows </span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">the sacred holly </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">loaded with fruit</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the oak</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the larch</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the alder</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the beech</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the mountain-ash</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the sycamore</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the willow</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the dog-rose</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the juniper</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the honeysuckle</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">&</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the heather </span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">all abound and form </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">a most charming grove</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="EN-US">(Part I, Ch.11)</span><br /></div></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Backwards</span><br /><br /><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">'Every superstition,’ says Archbishop Whately, in order to be rightly understood, should be read backward.'</span></i><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">Cuthbert St </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to oblation and alms </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">an as offered be to</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">cords with bound</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">church the to dragged was</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">ferocity and strength </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">its for parish the </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">of marvel the bull a</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">(Part II, Ch.12)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Maelrubha in Applecross</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">what god or demon or <i style="">genuis loci</i> did before</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the saint took upon himself, tolerating </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">as much of the old ceremony </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">as the elastic conscience </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">of the age per-</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">mitted</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">(Part II, Ch.12)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">Of What May Be Called Cloudscapes</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">These broken clouds </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">are most usually seen </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">in mountain lands; </span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">they are quite different </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the wreaths of mist </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">previously spoken of.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">The numerous summits </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">attract and then break up </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">the cloud masses</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">into rough and fleecy shapes, </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">some thick enough </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to obstruct the light, </span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">others edged by silvery gleams, </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and others again brilliant </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">with the sun shining through them,—</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">the whole exhibiting </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">wonderful examples </span><br /><span lang="EN-US">of aerial chaos.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">(Part III, Ch.2)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">A Sailing-tour of Loch Maree</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the sweetheart’s stepping-stones</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">via the dark forest</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and the mare’s height</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to the cave of the king’s son</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the minister’s stone</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">via the stone of tribute</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and the cave of tribute</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to the witch’s point</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the white horse</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">via the bull rock</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and the cave of gold</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to the English graveyard</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the giant’s point</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">via the everlasting island</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and the black island of the nose</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to the rough island</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">from the planted island</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">via the high point of breathing</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">and the black rock</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">to the cave for your choice</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">(Part IV, Ch.13)</span><br /><br /><i style=""><span lang="EN-US">The phrases above are Dixon’s English translations of Gaelic place-names.</span></i><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-US">intimations</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US">John H. Dixon, <a href="http://www.electricscotland.com/history/gairloch/g2ndx.htm"><i style="">Gairloch in North-West Ross-Shire</i></a> (1886)</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.social-sculpture.org/people/core-network1/prof.-caroline-tisdall.htm">Caroline Tisdall</a> has achieved recognition for her organic gardens, her conservation work in Africa and her many books and films, which include the direction of Joseph Beuys and The Last Post Run for BBC2 and Channel 4 respectively. She has published 7 books on Joseph Beuys and worked with him to organise many of his major exhibitions. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Witches-Point-Caroline-Vlissingen-Tisdall/dp/0951263102">Witches' Point: Time in a Landscape</a> </span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">is</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> a collection of shared poems from Loch Ewe. </span><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda</span><br /><br />FEBRUARY<br /><br />Structure<br /><br />Each stone shifting<br />Contributes to the whole<br />And all is in a state of flux.<br />An undefined relationship,<br />Uncharted but enduring,<br />An enviable state.<br /><br />APRIL<br /><br />Erosion<br /><br />Time makes molehills out of mountains,<br />Grinds hills to sand,<br />Pain to dust.<br /><br />Not far from here are cliffs<br />Humped low with age<br />And time too vast for us to scan:<br />Six hundred and fifty million –<br />- Years – that is, of wind and waves<br />Lapping, dragging, rounding,<br />Eroding to perfection<br />And then the end of form.<br /><br />We measure time in timid months<br />Dreading the loss of love<br />And life.<br /><br />Extract from Caroline Tisdall and Paul van Vlissingen, <span style="font-style: italic;">Witches' Point </span>(Richard DeMarco Gallery: Edinburgh, 1987)<br /></span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-21607419484856805062010-12-15T02:59:00.000-08:002011-01-13T02:28:53.686-08:00(42) Inverianvie<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />'Walk on, walk on, walk on, I walk on – I'm gonna keep on walkin', till I find my way back home – Well, you might gets worried, when your shoes get bend – You don't know where you goin', but you do know where you been – I see so many people happy, I can't get used to happiness – Maybe it is true, happiness is not for me, I guess – Well, the world is too high, highways are too long'</span><br /><br />– Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee, ‘Walk On’<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkGdMAnfkAPBjH2oDadzI6FUmP0fNepVggvTiMoJeLWIv0ZptaoebRA55uvxI10N-yPWs1hWuP4sF7p6evBvHxrIoTm6J4Ta2g1Ux71zWQacYkSLafMTtRlyS9sT_kn5S1y25p3_yGppEr/s1600/42+white+water+falls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkGdMAnfkAPBjH2oDadzI6FUmP0fNepVggvTiMoJeLWIv0ZptaoebRA55uvxI10N-yPWs1hWuP4sF7p6evBvHxrIoTm6J4Ta2g1Ux71zWQacYkSLafMTtRlyS9sT_kn5S1y25p3_yGppEr/s400/42+white+water+falls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550864744417478434" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 Inverianvie River</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Our Kurobe is Inverianvie</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />The Inerianvie’s known for its <span style="font-style: italic;">rapids</span> and we hiked past no end of <span style="font-style: italic;">white water rills and pools, falls and gushing torrents</span> by a bay called <span style="font-style: italic;">Camus Gaineamhaich</span>. Though not<span style="font-style: italic;"> summer</span> and feeling, in fact, of early fall pervasive, <span style="font-style: italic;">stands of Old Caledonian Forest in the Letterewe Preserve at Innis Mhic Thomais</span> read about in <span style="font-style: italic;">Caroline Tisdall’s essays</span> suggested a visit and looking at the OS we figured <span style="font-style: italic;">walk up the Inverianvie through Gleann Garbh and see how close we can get to Loch an Fhamhair and the falls at Loch a’ Mhaidadh Beag, even though we got no further than the fords beyond the Eas Dubh a’ Ghinne Ghairbh falls, we could look back at Gruinard and the handful of block-caravans at Laide along the coast; the path farther up the glen </span>enough to scare us off, <span style="font-style: italic;">so back we headed to Loch Ewe.</span></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />early rice fragrance</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />making its way to the right</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">into the "Rough Sea"</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">peatbog reek</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />seeping in the right boot<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />aye, right in</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">that boggy-boot</span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><br /><br />Basho, <span style="font-style: italic;">Oku no hosomichi</span>, July 14 (September 4) 1689, Kurobe River </span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><br />Alec Finlay, Ken Cockburn, <span style="font-style: italic;">the road north</span>, September 20, 2010, Inverianvie River</span><br /><br /><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Rapid</span></b> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />As Basho and Sora wade across <span style="font-style: italic;">the Kurobe known for its forty-eight rapids</span> they take a notion to visit Tako to see the autumn-blooming <span style="font-style: italic;">waves of wisteria</span>, a viewing known to them from an eight-century poem. But it turns out to be too far, and inhospitable. We, having planned for so long to take in Inverewe Gardens, created a century ago by Osgood MacKenzie, drove on around the bay, past First Coast and Second Coast, to the Inverianvie River, which flows out of Loch a Mhadaidh Mor. Parking by Gruinard Bay we blare out the one CD that’s not been listened to this trip, a performance by Ceoltóirí Chualann &<span style=""> </span>Seán Ó Sé.</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDoFtvDV_1K59zPsEd3N5Gn4XIXzSjdkuf-WTV8A8criNLvQvl4L-pYQiyA8vW-hRh9eU7DI2bqbsidXkEiv2dLhxeWK1s1ciLvUiOlMYETLE-QH5UfXudPWhKUdJWxVzU7tI0fAJ4nX4m/s1600/42+Inverianvie+white+water+10.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDoFtvDV_1K59zPsEd3N5Gn4XIXzSjdkuf-WTV8A8criNLvQvl4L-pYQiyA8vW-hRh9eU7DI2bqbsidXkEiv2dLhxeWK1s1ciLvUiOlMYETLE-QH5UfXudPWhKUdJWxVzU7tI0fAJ4nX4m/s400/42+Inverianvie+white+water+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550869512711547906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha5s-8Q7LUCYGXbEueT71RGkby1hfO682uGVA35S4E_MjrU9TsFYVYYBuaEFVtcTo0eIXSJWxmzREZoSXlljgsFgQXpJc7NToBevlyYcC2zisiJ-o4Of0HQUpyk1scJVXZez_y6O3rIDCw/s1600/42+Inverianvie+white+water+7.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha5s-8Q7LUCYGXbEueT71RGkby1hfO682uGVA35S4E_MjrU9TsFYVYYBuaEFVtcTo0eIXSJWxmzREZoSXlljgsFgQXpJc7NToBevlyYcC2zisiJ-o4Of0HQUpyk1scJVXZez_y6O3rIDCw/s400/42+Inverianvie+white+water+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550869509778917106" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />42 White water, Inverianvie River</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Walking inland, south-east, away from the sea,</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> we’ve found our rapids, so fiercely plentiful we lose count. Sora’s Eck takes the rising path rapido style, while Basho’s Ken has the steady pace of a man whose legs are anticipating tomorrow’s Slioch. Fitting to have these falls within the one burn spating down the brown glen; us following up the smaller ‘burn’ of the track besides. On such treacherous peaty paths your boots pull you on, eyes down so’s each step’s an instant measure of energy used in the surest way, picking a straight line of angles between unsorted stones, round clitched grey boulders, and over, or – if your pace is off – in the tarry puddles.<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRop-2V8pg8QA3pEhtWDVAdG6aE1elyA3OZE16pXThWafhWue3l6FR5ypq0q8VLB6XX6pkBCQ-uhVh8tisk61ZkpEb9iofiLdafru1esBSJ92jrb59pLhpVla2cBOJGx-rFlUTfTiOAjB/s1600/Rapids+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRRop-2V8pg8QA3pEhtWDVAdG6aE1elyA3OZE16pXThWafhWue3l6FR5ypq0q8VLB6XX6pkBCQ-uhVh8tisk61ZkpEb9iofiLdafru1esBSJ92jrb59pLhpVla2cBOJGx-rFlUTfTiOAjB/s400/Rapids+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550870735519966770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />42 Rapids</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1s298GXiq3aL6AvFAA9QjIumjqgxlvXDfnWk5ZRcvEd8MAGFbr76Vt25C22fteeBOIlYQXQ_jwsERf0IfX4hLNv9CHn4yL03_EvOadtIHS2UwCkmZ6MdY_Y6HO-ttJqVIipKSoUCoQvp/s1600/Rapids+Basho+2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1s298GXiq3aL6AvFAA9QjIumjqgxlvXDfnWk5ZRcvEd8MAGFbr76Vt25C22fteeBOIlYQXQ_jwsERf0IfX4hLNv9CHn4yL03_EvOadtIHS2UwCkmZ6MdY_Y6HO-ttJqVIipKSoUCoQvp/s400/Rapids+Basho+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550870739014625986" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 Basho by rapids</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYctZFFefb04sbSTukh34APOd8XwMrO9nLS47j8zWwyF9X37IkLD4OkQwOH9MHs7suelhjonVG4A28ERgmmL6sB9OGvQLsU2BpHxmSn3lEwEzn6Nka7glZCF3rzgGBeE-8LyQ-odb-5ou/s1600/wish%252C+birch%252C+Inverianvie.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYctZFFefb04sbSTukh34APOd8XwMrO9nLS47j8zWwyF9X37IkLD4OkQwOH9MHs7suelhjonVG4A28ERgmmL6sB9OGvQLsU2BpHxmSn3lEwEzn6Nka7glZCF3rzgGBeE-8LyQ-odb-5ou/s400/wish%252C+birch%252C+Inverianvie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550871215183600034" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />42 Wish, birch</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VBG8iQcZfT5NK2g8cIXRhJ0suH9py4HyutByt_5Ta5b6dqePpURNiN1Q64W8Ex6Zz4UXAD00L6jHXQ7nNQtzFWXiXpfxp4y1Or_F1GdbdddADoDIU3aewMC-Ov-3erZspSrlz98ZA4Ri/s1600/lichen+patches.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VBG8iQcZfT5NK2g8cIXRhJ0suH9py4HyutByt_5Ta5b6dqePpURNiN1Q64W8Ex6Zz4UXAD00L6jHXQ7nNQtzFWXiXpfxp4y1Or_F1GdbdddADoDIU3aewMC-Ov-3erZspSrlz98ZA4Ri/s400/lichen+patches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550871217183432370" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 Lichen patches</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style=""> </span></span> <b style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Walk to the Waterfall</b> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazDv0oBDVQYUK6FW9CIoANlYsM6u_-CKQDf8mAf1_ANZSX3TNuBMfY2ZUVYILa6joLcH69K2svGorp63PKZ7_uh-D7s6RGg9UaQk930HSxD2GSh9zIej9hE4JZLhF5IESbVGV5VpeAYr_/s1600/42+Inverianvie+white+water+5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazDv0oBDVQYUK6FW9CIoANlYsM6u_-CKQDf8mAf1_ANZSX3TNuBMfY2ZUVYILa6joLcH69K2svGorp63PKZ7_uh-D7s6RGg9UaQk930HSxD2GSh9zIej9hE4JZLhF5IESbVGV5VpeAYr_/s400/42+Inverianvie+white+water+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550871226440155762" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />42 Waterfall</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Shining white in the mist in a clitter of downy birch, the waterfall spurred us on. A barrier to the sea trout the bay is famous for. <span style="font-style: italic;">Here I am, here I am</span>, sing the little lochans we were dreaming of reaching, peaks not being our thing then.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX8oUFIrQLmZhhhtZgr9NdIXH57IDykU-82kp91b_gvlbxU2YWtE897ga1PTZh0VicVZfMi7CMc_WBmqMSeV07st5sMlCc-6ZZVzKuqCePAYLDbl8DysywgJgsEud5KFJ-cJVL_XV2oSA5/s1600/hokku-label%252C+the+sound+of.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX8oUFIrQLmZhhhtZgr9NdIXH57IDykU-82kp91b_gvlbxU2YWtE897ga1PTZh0VicVZfMi7CMc_WBmqMSeV07st5sMlCc-6ZZVzKuqCePAYLDbl8DysywgJgsEud5KFJ-cJVL_XV2oSA5/s400/hokku-label%252C+the+sound+of.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550871670254067442" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 hokku-label</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘the sound / of a water- / fall // within sight / of the sea’, AF)</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">the sound</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />of a water-</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />fall</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />within sight</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />of the sea</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />listing to the river</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />looking at the waves<br /></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Basho's Ascent</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGqMKyaQJeBpsSk5h0L2hK_w8YQJ_0WXIZiAg6qLOYsx16KVrcEm-d1qRnMfnP3J0-PSdyyIXcVjPuk2J-Fjq1ps8Tt1rb2L7E3RWA05gBoZx6aESPEWZhsct8zVHLMsC7eb26I2Yy6g6/s1600/42+Basho%252C+riverside.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGqMKyaQJeBpsSk5h0L2hK_w8YQJ_0WXIZiAg6qLOYsx16KVrcEm-d1qRnMfnP3J0-PSdyyIXcVjPuk2J-Fjq1ps8Tt1rb2L7E3RWA05gBoZx6aESPEWZhsct8zVHLMsC7eb26I2Yy6g6/s400/42+Basho%252C+riverside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550878773255718706" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 Basho, riverside</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style=""> </span></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />The glen narrows and the path steepens, making its way as best it can between rock-walls and the rushing white water below. Careful now. Wedging boots and stretching over a skid of greasy strata. This is not the time or place for a spill. Basho’s not carrying Sora, nor Sora Basho.<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Our reward: the glen opens its lungs into a stretch of moorland glen, beyond which lie the distant mountains into which walkers merge and emerge from. </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Upstream the river’s slower, quieter, hasn’t yet achieved that whiteness, can’t suspect the conflicts to come.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRsHBbGATs-QYD1zRvXhCTFUqQUtTrmQ8ixLd6kGdPSrGKQIV064J4L-Rm6FSgyaKgiDluCW3WDTaHg7Ks5SZb79xI-HfXU9pPDIDKf_HtO4fg8G1rNWLGUMcjGIoM516OtcEM9CODLdD/s1600/42+hokku-label+%2528the+river%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRsHBbGATs-QYD1zRvXhCTFUqQUtTrmQ8ixLd6kGdPSrGKQIV064J4L-Rm6FSgyaKgiDluCW3WDTaHg7Ks5SZb79xI-HfXU9pPDIDKf_HtO4fg8G1rNWLGUMcjGIoM516OtcEM9CODLdD/s400/42+hokku-label+%2528the+river%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551233570151886562" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US">42 hokku-label</span><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></b><span lang="EN-US">('the river / sees everything / in black and white', KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /></span><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br />The Two</span></b> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">‘… years coming or going wanderers too. Drifting life away on a boat or meeting age leading a horse by the mouth, each day is a journey and the journey itself home.’</span></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />– Basho, Oku-no-hosomichi</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3iSQyzzzaSxewS4-fGGy86g3WC_T0JTQlR1CQMCqZLfZW9n0mUj7eM82uivCJWrDGab3RBffGVeuZvVf7Nt4CkgbQeJAb9leNHj5T4NIOLlQ7asu2ZFbC6RYTD0hPLNFBw1aDU3JxE0g5/s1600/Youth.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3iSQyzzzaSxewS4-fGGy86g3WC_T0JTQlR1CQMCqZLfZW9n0mUj7eM82uivCJWrDGab3RBffGVeuZvVf7Nt4CkgbQeJAb9leNHj5T4NIOLlQ7asu2ZFbC6RYTD0hPLNFBw1aDU3JxE0g5/s400/Youth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550872549019335906" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNiR9ArwLOhFuTcRHCfVb9YrXhSEX9J1O3W1RiiYWGDW8BEaj5OXC9-F7SeSSzOx-nUNslSLQSxJsSMdl9PKITF9QmAW7sXHbDcdOHZGqXKYsSkArFkCUZlf7I91zarGUIeGkVSzos0Hz8/s1600/Age.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNiR9ArwLOhFuTcRHCfVb9YrXhSEX9J1O3W1RiiYWGDW8BEaj5OXC9-F7SeSSzOx-nUNslSLQSxJsSMdl9PKITF9QmAW7sXHbDcdOHZGqXKYsSkArFkCUZlf7I91zarGUIeGkVSzos0Hz8/s400/Age.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550872547748505634" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 Youth & Age</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />In this glen we’ve come to the end of the day’s journey. Two walkers pass, down from the hills. I won’t forget them. Like us there’s a wee gap between them. Youth with his yellow wrapped pack, grim-paced with fatigue, striding the path to get it done; Age in a khaki cap – the father? – a ways behind winding down slowly from having seeing it all before, done up and down to here, back there and more, so much more. No hello until Eck asks</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">“Come far?”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style=""> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....</span>“Four days.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Four days, in there – we think back on the dreichness and the wind and the mist there’d been, which we’d seen from the warmth of the hotel, through generous windows, and on our wee excursions. Four days, up there, where this path goes on and wears itself out – where would that take you to?<span style=""> </span>A bivvy on Beinn Dearg Bheag or An Teallach? Or by one of the lochs cupped in these peaks, Fada or the Fionn, <a href="http://www.blogger.com/link%20-%20the%20white%20loch:%20http://www.gairloch-fishing.co.uk/fionn.htm">the white loch</a> with the chance of a huge wild brownie, fishing from boats the Letterewe ghillies dragged up here by hand. </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Recommended flies</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Black Zulu</span></span><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">Peter Ross</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US"><br />Connemara Black</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">Ke-He</span> </span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">Invicta</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">(Soldier Palmer</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">works well on the bob</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" lang="EN-US">in summer)</span> </span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />But there was no sign of a rod on the hikers that we can see. </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />How I wanted to ask what they’d seen up there in the hills. Back down at the road they were stowing their gear in the car, and I exchanged <span style="font-style: italic;">hi</span>’s, but was too shy to ask more. I went on down to the beach to write a poem in the sand about the waterfall, where the mouth of the river exhales into the sea. When I came back up the path they were sorting the tent, closing the flaps up, putting their boots to dry. I asked if they needed a lift somewhere, to get some warm grub, but they said they had a car of their own. Not knowing is fine too, an equivalent of Basho’s <span style="font-style: italic;">here I wrote no poem.</span></span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8LNQzrH1a-sJG4NSjpoDXbJSM7t5YmprqizqFjRzLTmPNt6cv9ydBRsXBwUIqR3QMVzu18OcHjkzNxICp6sq6wJn06msrv-iMHKnEhtloqOSttwqCFuRMVsKMiYaMi3JX6XeFykwzJe1/s1600/sand+poem.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8LNQzrH1a-sJG4NSjpoDXbJSM7t5YmprqizqFjRzLTmPNt6cv9ydBRsXBwUIqR3QMVzu18OcHjkzNxICp6sq6wJn06msrv-iMHKnEhtloqOSttwqCFuRMVsKMiYaMi3JX6XeFykwzJe1/s400/sand+poem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550924841691341794" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 sand poem</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(‘just out of sight of the sea – a waterfall’, AF)</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">AF, w/ KC</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">)<br /></span> </span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><b face="georgia"><span lang="EN-US"><br />Speaking from where we get to</span></b> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style=""> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">‘Basho was exhausted by heat and fatigue. Nevertheless, he recited the poem </span>wase no ka ya<span style="font-style: italic;"> as an expression of his courage and determination. He imagines himself making his way through endless fields and looking forward to the road ahead.’</span></span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />– Oku-no-hosomichi Commentary</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Where the little glen opens out the river calms down: as if, not wanting to be outdone, it’s saving its flourishes until the sea’s in sight. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">The distance we got as far as, so much shorter than the hikers', but still a length of its own.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />It’s true, my way was far to get just here, into this little enclosed glen where the river lay flat among peaty rushes. Fords on the map, a crossing in other weathers. My last gesture to the distances, a little leap to a rock in the stream, from where I libated the Inverianvie with a few drops of Old Pulteney, and Ken sipped his swig from the bank.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEeH4t25gFWWol1gJXSmxelhgT5YYV00ilWVt0B6Jq2tSKsjbZrj00d5f3em0SB5q4Y7Ke6ZC6fEfNCCAxcI70Vg7yCEMDPps32TKGfW0gU-lWeajbwV6wuMdcsbt2eVsJO5OVayVMeGJk/s1600/42+libation+AF+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEeH4t25gFWWol1gJXSmxelhgT5YYV00ilWVt0B6Jq2tSKsjbZrj00d5f3em0SB5q4Y7Ke6ZC6fEfNCCAxcI70Vg7yCEMDPps32TKGfW0gU-lWeajbwV6wuMdcsbt2eVsJO5OVayVMeGJk/s400/42+libation+AF+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550875772564672194" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" > <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />42 Libating Inverianie</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />The memory of that glen reminds me of reading Tom Lubbock’s (1957 - 2011) recent <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/nov/07/tom-lubbock-brain-tumour-language">essay</a>, clearly and courageously discussing his own gradual loss of language, as a tumour imposes itself into his brain. ‘<span style="font-style: italic;">You don't know where you goin', but you do know where you been</span>.’ To see his keen intelligence frayed, yet retaining such lucidity. A few lines, each thought, taking how many hours, days even? That effort shows, but still, even fallen away from the consecutive step-by-step of reasoned thinking that was Tom’s mode, <span style="font-style: italic;">par excellence</span>, even pared, sifted and eroded to these few poetic fragments, I hear the same voice, entire, in his writing. I hear Tom and I picture that bare enclosed glen, a gentle pot among cloudy pinnacles.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">“I am surprised”</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">“This is curious”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“It is still, even now, interesting;”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“Poetry is still beautiful, taking me with it.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">“</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Ground, river and sea”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“Eugene – his toys, his farm, his cars, his fishing game.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“Getting quiet.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“Names are going.”</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">“But all the same it’s amazing what Marion can do, how it can still happen.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“Quiet but still something.”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“My body. My tree”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />“After that it becomes simply the world”</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />This is Tom’s world, still and all; beyond a place he imagined it, in a place where words are shadowed. Thought is not only skill and method. Attention is a means of reach, in ways that can carry us beyond accomplishment. </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />And I was there, in Inverianvie glen, that bare heathery waste pared of names. Facing a world I cannot reach, but which I can place my wishes towards. ‘<span style="font-style: italic;">Well, the world is too high, highways are too long…</span>’</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Even the little hidden lochan eluded me – was it around the next bend, over the next rise? I can’t know for sure – but for sure that day it or I was too far gone. So, when I saw that stretch of smooth river beyond the rapids, I let it be what it was, leaving the lochs for others. </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Flopping down on my waterproofs, exhausted, I wound a few words around the fine stalks of the bog grasses, as I’d learned to, making something that held, up here where there were no fence posts or trees to tie our labels to. Sipped the Jun Shan Golden Needle, sloppy in the thermos. For all the riverside’s wet green, brambles haven’t forgotten autumn – leaves rusting, stems purpling, flourish of berries wershpale and sweetdark.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoECz3gB8JGiCnLFQnJG5-xx5ztBGpq2SwWu9_KC3FQTiyVruTYeJa_7tPuvQYZxaLw-Sq7uChQky5OkDAtgsQ8kf535UCI4yaAUtvsGLZu8Wxn0mECyHKGJmcHnF1hwI9F8TLX8l5fhgy/s1600/42+hokku-label+%2528in+the+glen+below%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoECz3gB8JGiCnLFQnJG5-xx5ztBGpq2SwWu9_KC3FQTiyVruTYeJa_7tPuvQYZxaLw-Sq7uChQky5OkDAtgsQ8kf535UCI4yaAUtvsGLZu8Wxn0mECyHKGJmcHnF1hwI9F8TLX8l5fhgy/s400/42+hokku-label+%2528in+the+glen+below%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550877149923737122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 hokku-label </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(‘in the glen below / Carn an Lochain Dubh // we know we won’t get to / Loch a Mhadaidh Mor’, AF)</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl_EyiaEXGXYv4sx4W62oD3tyaHKkl75YmCqp5RyRCKWMFvCD2IgtbpFQCUYHfSYSSEKSn-yag8cZ1f0UK7dU5wuH93i1sGTy47tmJqiDRPkRr4k-NyDQHYWC7y7GqwFaLJR6ziOGy8vrO/s1600/42+hokku-label+%2528bend+after+bend%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl_EyiaEXGXYv4sx4W62oD3tyaHKkl75YmCqp5RyRCKWMFvCD2IgtbpFQCUYHfSYSSEKSn-yag8cZ1f0UK7dU5wuH93i1sGTy47tmJqiDRPkRr4k-NyDQHYWC7y7GqwFaLJR6ziOGy8vrO/s400/42+hokku-label+%2528bend+after+bend%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550877151423560418" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 hokku-label </span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(‘bend after bend / skyline upon skyline // we came so far / no further’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">AF</span>)</span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><b style="font-family: georgia;">Fall</b><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Wq-ey0Don0Iae5YjS523bipE0rlCC00upFpG8AVIgU9LMngZOtajJAKvnXIp9t2FOIR2d-giifaHMpZHMoxbX_C8aAlePM3BUHTccS0-Y1HjZKM3OlTkFDQK105opReDhf-kwdc4JOCG/s1600/42+hokku-label+%2528feeling%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Wq-ey0Don0Iae5YjS523bipE0rlCC00upFpG8AVIgU9LMngZOtajJAKvnXIp9t2FOIR2d-giifaHMpZHMoxbX_C8aAlePM3BUHTccS0-Y1HjZKM3OlTkFDQK105opReDhf-kwdc4JOCG/s400/42+hokku-label+%2528feeling%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550877465193560050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">42 hokku-label </span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘feeling / of fall / pervasive’, KC, after Basho)</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />We wind our way into Gairloch as the sky darkens, no more lingering evening light these post-equinoctial days. Find somewhere to eat, then drive back to the hotel in deep and winding darkness, too tired to talk. The A832 runs after the Kerry River like a little brother aping an older sibling. After ‘Walk on’, Jimmy Read’s ‘Little Rain’ begins to fall, and he times the line ‘<span style="font-style: italic;">I would like to love ya, baby / underneath the shining moon</span>’ for us turning a corner and, there she is, overhead.</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">KC</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">)</span> </span><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><b style="font-family: georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br />intimations</span></b> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><a href="http://tomlubbock.com/">Tom Lubbock</a>'s</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> essay is on the <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/nov/07/tom-lubbock-brain-tumour-language">Guardian website</a>; he died in January 2011, his obituary can be read <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/nov/07/tom-lubbock-brain-tumour-language">here<br /></a><br /></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CgWhxB5EkmQ"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee</span></a><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> in performance</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.gairloch-fishing.co.uk/fionn.htm"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">the white loch</span></a><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">: a guide to fishing the loch</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.trout-salmon-fishing.com/highland-river.htm">I</a></span><a href="http://www.trout-salmon-fishing.com/highland-river.htm"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">nverianvie River</span></a><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">: a fisherman's journey along the river</span> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-24178060350302503812010-12-06T11:15:00.001-08:002011-08-17T02:22:16.648-07:00(3) Kinloch-Rannoch<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><b style="">
<br />Kinloch-Rannoch: Turrellian Coda</b></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br />This marks another instance of following, after <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-kinloch-rannoch.html">anon</a>.
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<br />‘The kettle's on, the sun has gone</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">she offers me Tibetan tea on a flower tray …’</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">– Roy Harper, ‘Another Day’</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">Packing</b></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Seeing as we’ve not journeyed through Basho chronologically, my echoing flat in the Byker Wall empty for ‘renovations’, the bookshelves bare, kitchen gutted as I step out the door, stands for Basho’s departure from Edo, <i style="">my former dwelling passed on to someone else on moving to Sampu's summer house …</i>, moving on, and on, those last 4 years of his life, journey following journey, renga following renga – 180+ recorded.</span></p> <div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><i style="">(AF)</i></span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I depart Edinburgh without encountering the newly arrived papal entourage or its ripples, in fact within the </span>city the yellow bollarded streets are unusually quiet. Lorna texts later to say, <i style="">have just seen Il Papa. (My meet just happened to stop at 12.) He was very small and wearing a tartan scarf. Princes St 2 deep. No cheering. Rather, people watched in mute underwhelment as he passed.</i></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="right"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(KC)</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="right"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">
<br /></i></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">The Sea Tips Over, The Light Spills in</b></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">We stopped off for stovies in Dunkeld – 2<sup>nd</sup> time, so it’s now ‘traditional’ – where Ann’s message reached me: <i style="">The old ash tree fell down, Please tell Sue</i>. </span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">Mare Nostrum</i>, Dad named it, <i style="">Our Sea</i>, for the way its sound and shadow washed over the Front Garden. Along with the 2 traditional lilac at the garden entrance and some currants, the great ash was the only thing growing at Stonypath when the family arrived (1966). Over the years Sue would add plantings for Ian’s poems as together they created a woodland out of bare hillside. Recently I found a letter IHF sent to Cid Corman from July ‘75, when the young trees were just beginning to fill out, <i style="">If I was starting to garden afresh – what a nice phrase! – I would aim at the creation of nothing but sacred groves. Sacred Groves.</i></span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4gdVps1kLIVF1-C8gApcl_sHh2F-Tt4VpB8qLcKScz0N9Q98TQSjZk471ApO39-OEMqc4ajMQQr-rQolYR2VEn6gU8luXPBlXOWp2iLQSc9ZiRVwU3godHVhaci2f8ExnrvfqY5NTAo/s1600/The+Ash.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4gdVps1kLIVF1-C8gApcl_sHh2F-Tt4VpB8qLcKScz0N9Q98TQSjZk471ApO39-OEMqc4ajMQQr-rQolYR2VEn6gU8luXPBlXOWp2iLQSc9ZiRVwU3godHVhaci2f8ExnrvfqY5NTAo/s400/The+Ash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543506431877928242" border="0" /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 The Ash</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Stonypath Garden Trust, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I used to climb up into the bole of that ash and look out over the valley, balancing on the wire fence and pulling myself up by a gash in the trunk. My dare to self. There was often a little pool of rainwater cupped where the trunk split, a wild soup with leaves and windblown black-tipped branches. Now the roots are exposed.</span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcLKc9KdRDQ4_2RpC99DYLilgRe54uZ5Sq2dvztrz_z68VcdiPXEiFc2hQvhBKB-hdjlqDGP02VIXIcbsSmx8TpaZJPAzCvXcTFDptYLuRCTh2hhnL2va6axrBIhdXnsPh_hwl4nn8mY/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Birnam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqcLKc9KdRDQ4_2RpC99DYLilgRe54uZ5Sq2dvztrz_z68VcdiPXEiFc2hQvhBKB-hdjlqDGP02VIXIcbsSmx8TpaZJPAzCvXcTFDptYLuRCTh2hhnL2va6axrBIhdXnsPh_hwl4nn8mY/s400/hokku-label%252C+Birnam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543506449235109266" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 hokku-label</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">(‘in Birnam / of the oak / comes news // the Stonypath ash / has fallen’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="right"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(AF)</i></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Summergone</b></span></b></span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQ1FmILrmdIaANTnZobDTkPytsdu3gA3YuqaKYdDLgywu3-lwyjffXCsJ9l7_u_vkr0YNhj7qT2m3SLXsSgfS-iHIK6i7s1rK7y9Ipo88sVFHHuK9IRTZFisz2hPjAju8rbSebR_W0Yo/s1600/Maris+Kettling.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglQ1FmILrmdIaANTnZobDTkPytsdu3gA3YuqaKYdDLgywu3-lwyjffXCsJ9l7_u_vkr0YNhj7qT2m3SLXsSgfS-iHIK6i7s1rK7y9Ipo88sVFHHuK9IRTZFisz2hPjAju8rbSebR_W0Yo/s400/Maris+Kettling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543506557476811794" border="0" /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 Maris Kettling</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />Rendezvous with Maris at Kinloch-Rannoch Hotel car park. I have my Marisian camping kettle safely stowed in the boot. Today it’s to be blessed in the waters of Garbh Ghaoir, due west of the loch. We wend past names already written in the <i style="">Oku</i> travel-log: Schiehallion, Chemical Cottages, Dagganesgair, Talladh-A-Bheithe, passing the gateway to Craigvenie where we’ll return in the evening. </span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">The river’s in a rush to reach the loch, churning white spume from peat brown flux. Maris finds a sheltered spot under oak, ash, birch and alder, near a behemoth Agaric in the lee of a rock.</span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCTjznH3K_M3b3RYjOlZSkAvFce18IHnsr5018iRgaA-y4yEmT_YOyhEQaNM8_LR0vEfLSp7dRaPgD7e4RUnDM2UO5Xm8-mMaDSnoir2PQWUihMMRn3Q2faFPFsU-5A-RaF9KxGzwPtsg/s1600/Agaric%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCTjznH3K_M3b3RYjOlZSkAvFce18IHnsr5018iRgaA-y4yEmT_YOyhEQaNM8_LR0vEfLSp7dRaPgD7e4RUnDM2UO5Xm8-mMaDSnoir2PQWUihMMRn3Q2faFPFsU-5A-RaF9KxGzwPtsg/s400/Agaric%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543541649944636994" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 Agaric
<br />circle poem, AF (after John Cage, after a haiku)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 bluebell</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">(‘open/bells// silence/ringed//with/colour’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>wHat</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span>cAn</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span>flOw</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>Is</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 meso-label, Gharbh Ghaoir
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">poem AF, photo KC, 2010</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="right"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(AF)</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="right"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">
<br /></i></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">You’ll have had your tea?</b></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""> </b>Maris is a great one for burn-lore; he speculates to Ken how an Allt flows off the hill <i style="">into</i> a loch, while a Gharbh flows <i style="">out</i> of a loch. Sensible Gaelic typology. </span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL4WBYxHlvVdDvck7zdSIOuC17u40Huur8ONQTwBvQs7LRh54rK8OaoZ9piiFMyKveM4GJ8iuCGwEN6qTbYMrIU07tfWI8udeoYNn2o_aFJ9wOtx1OgejEf8GBYVidHijG9Y8sU_um0Jk/s1600/Ken+libating.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL4WBYxHlvVdDvck7zdSIOuC17u40Huur8ONQTwBvQs7LRh54rK8OaoZ9piiFMyKveM4GJ8iuCGwEN6qTbYMrIU07tfWI8udeoYNn2o_aFJ9wOtx1OgejEf8GBYVidHijG9Y8sU_um0Jk/s400/Ken+libating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543543495617279842" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 Sora libating, Gharbh Ghaoin</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdiJZZBaGgwhQVqsCT1UgPoNmunfrh5ie8P8HyqqU0xAJmECmsLt-ClKWzD3yRag02n-g-P6YQ61GWupy91k-P0HyXrwn9oHCy-46YQfYDMWcUCQw2omiDUzVfyf_V4nWYIKBD2BhcU90/s1600/Basho+%2526+Sora+libating%252C+Maris.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdiJZZBaGgwhQVqsCT1UgPoNmunfrh5ie8P8HyqqU0xAJmECmsLt-ClKWzD3yRag02n-g-P6YQ61GWupy91k-P0HyXrwn9oHCy-46YQfYDMWcUCQw2omiDUzVfyf_V4nWYIKBD2BhcU90/s400/Basho+%2526+Sora+libating%252C+Maris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543543509076887618" border="0" /></a></span></div><div><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdiJZZBaGgwhQVqsCT1UgPoNmunfrh5ie8P8HyqqU0xAJmECmsLt-ClKWzD3yRag02n-g-P6YQ61GWupy91k-P0HyXrwn9oHCy-46YQfYDMWcUCQw2omiDUzVfyf_V4nWYIKBD2BhcU90/s1600/Basho+%2526+Sora+libating%252C+Maris.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 Basho & Sora libating</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRn7H9xXfDR6ecgNq1Tg0_Z5D0nj5Dfdshz6t5RUtKiYv40twTn41w-hkznHTKBQCyCDIj6CWaYqpm8TnNlWBI3zOv6NoCU4ezFf-OImXkWzY0Qh6qR5J6aTr965mB8NG572YU-_QG1QQ/s1600/hokku-label%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRn7H9xXfDR6ecgNq1Tg0_Z5D0nj5Dfdshz6t5RUtKiYv40twTn41w-hkznHTKBQCyCDIj6CWaYqpm8TnNlWBI3zOv6NoCU4ezFf-OImXkWzY0Qh6qR5J6aTr965mB8NG572YU-_QG1QQ/s400/hokku-label%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543551123043135490" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 hokku-label, Gharbh Ghaoir.jpg
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">(‘a few drops of/river coloured whisky//poured into the/whisky coloured river’, AF)
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010
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<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ-2egRxhZynmEjWaUa8T2nR4lRTxJ5pWGHyQM3ZszQ_ELgeyDgCY6fbqq024N15L3MiZtY-ru5rHiqcaRP605Agn4KKVAQ6aAPuYN79-GZ7gpcJIpLtmRxmNR3SkSY7Dr0UDHVpHdAzM/s1600/The+Blend+of+Nikka.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ-2egRxhZynmEjWaUa8T2nR4lRTxJ5pWGHyQM3ZszQ_ELgeyDgCY6fbqq024N15L3MiZtY-ru5rHiqcaRP605Agn4KKVAQ6aAPuYN79-GZ7gpcJIpLtmRxmNR3SkSY7Dr0UDHVpHdAzM/s400/The+Blend+of+Nikka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543551137053050674" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 The Blend of Nikka
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010
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<br /></span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_Gv2eiEpqNIhvAkLIG50fgGzX4jU2MF63qoLuxx2Fdqo8zQUhHabcPAv-ZTgoyV_zApQyJbQ3T4UWpmbUESDchmf9YHbL4PFeK9qbojuw8cVIFTfy5kroRqv4pcx7feu2UJSJ2edpwg/s1600/kettle+%2528Maris%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_Gv2eiEpqNIhvAkLIG50fgGzX4jU2MF63qoLuxx2Fdqo8zQUhHabcPAv-ZTgoyV_zApQyJbQ3T4UWpmbUESDchmf9YHbL4PFeK9qbojuw8cVIFTfy5kroRqv4pcx7feu2UJSJ2edpwg/s400/kettle+%2528Maris%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543551158426463570" border="0" /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 the kettle</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">While the kettle’s heating in its shiny wee bothy, Ken libates The Blend of Nikka into the river, with a blessing for Judith. Maris hands around Ruskinian smoked trout (brown), on homemade oatcakes, with marscapone – the fish caught (mostly by his son Wee James) in <i style="">the</i> pool, Glenfinlas, a few days ago.</span></p><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/3%20By%20the%20Garbh%20Ghaoir.mp3">3 audio, By the Gharbh Ghaoin</a>
<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">AF & KC, 2010
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<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 dedication</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">(<i style="">‘for Ruskin/from Maris/after Epicurus’</i>, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span>Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">In honour of Ruskin we decide to strike poses on suitable rocks throughout this September trip.</span></p><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6IvM4GcJPJEaGBdhBSfh1Yo7pBvofJHxhadD-MY933qeALnawLAo42FvoTzdpkuk9C848xYIJRoahyphenhyphengC13deVwUEm2mm1WVOfci9gcE3c5zBpip0C9of1WdQ5aFYYVSHOPGqMCprDnU/s1600/Ruskinian+Pose.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6IvM4GcJPJEaGBdhBSfh1Yo7pBvofJHxhadD-MY933qeALnawLAo42FvoTzdpkuk9C848xYIJRoahyphenhyphengC13deVwUEm2mm1WVOfci9gcE3c5zBpip0C9of1WdQ5aFYYVSHOPGqMCprDnU/s400/Ruskinian+Pose.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543562465465525986" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 Basho’s Ruskinian Pose</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Another homage: the Ruskinian trout rises to this new mesostic composed by Susan Tichy, from phrases in Ruskin's <i style="">Elements of Drawing</i>.</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........<span style="font-size:85%;">.......</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">MANY THINGS, SEA FOAM FOR INSTANCE</span></span></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...............................................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">c</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">annot be drawn at all;</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">but I wish t</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">o</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">speak here</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">of the third</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">l</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">aw, that</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">o</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">f</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">myste</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">r</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">y</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....................................................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">—the law, namely,</span>
<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">................ </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">that nothing is ever seen perfe</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">c</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">t-</span>
<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................................... .</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">l</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">y,</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> but only by frag
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...........</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> m</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">e</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">nts</span>
<br /></span></div></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">& under v</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">a</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">rious conditions</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">of obscurity; thus the</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">v</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">isible</span>
<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">obj</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">e</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ct</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....................</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">s</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">erves</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">as</span>
<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.......................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the means by which Na</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">t</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ure</span>
<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">carries light int</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">o</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">her shadows</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........................................................................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">and shade into her lights.</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">While for</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">m</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...............................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">is absolut</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">e</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">—so that you can say</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.........</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">at the </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">m</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">oment</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">y</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">o</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">u</span>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...................</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">d</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">r</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">aw</span>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...............</span>an<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">y</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................................</span>line</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...............</span>th<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">a</span>t it</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............................</span>i<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">s</span> either right</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">................</span>relat<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i</span>ve,</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..................................</span>see<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">n</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>partly by light</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.................................</span>flec<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">t</span>ed</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"> from</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....................................................................</span>nearby.</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......................</span>of the corr<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">e</span>spondence</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />of the form of the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">s</span>hadow</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.....................</span>w<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i</span>th</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..................</span>the fo<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">r</span>m</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span>of the obj<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">e</span>ct</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............................................................</span>that casts it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />Susan Tichy, 2010
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<br /></span></div> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b>Heather Tea</b></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now the heather brew’s ready. To Eck it tastes like outdoor whisky with the alcohol taken out; to Ken it’s a light outdoor infusion; for Maris, slightly bitter, a tonic for depression. This</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"> and the trout are added to our catalogue of wild food.</span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5R6OIG5ukiYwvPqUIMvz8Oit80ADphzC7BeHJFHWEZ38Gox36nTag3DVs97l8dZTKoE68jx9tDyiovIVdA32SxrvIgqCvXZV2zqMCblQwW4gGPRgaPlYpfF747Sak4wPMpRZUzpaeQY/s1600/Heather+tea+copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5R6OIG5ukiYwvPqUIMvz8Oit80ADphzC7BeHJFHWEZ38Gox36nTag3DVs97l8dZTKoE68jx9tDyiovIVdA32SxrvIgqCvXZV2zqMCblQwW4gGPRgaPlYpfF747Sak4wPMpRZUzpaeQY/s400/Heather+tea+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543538879633517074" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 heather tea</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 heather tea</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5fKhydj9qcwlRdGuXSWuLqiMdlxSq8VIWOyJlN4F0rOXHeuEJ67VbZrU0EP3DMoPV8xPWx09thmZJR8kkodb2lfeCZrECZwdoiScSBBgM6pPyA_kjZTSD1hY5Byi2Oa13GYi27J8Xag/s1600/cup%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5fKhydj9qcwlRdGuXSWuLqiMdlxSq8VIWOyJlN4F0rOXHeuEJ67VbZrU0EP3DMoPV8xPWx09thmZJR8kkodb2lfeCZrECZwdoiScSBBgM6pPyA_kjZTSD1hY5Byi2Oa13GYi27J8Xag/s400/cup%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545050636247326578" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 cup, Gharbh Ghaoir</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">If you’d like to try this tea yourself, Maris recommends young sprigs preferably with bells, and only take the water to the edge of the boil. (The ecologist we met later at Bunrannoch house, our B&B, was telling us about local heather jewellery, which stumped me.)</span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgObKgd22RVODvumhTLAmFBhcGnq8r-EZ_DyDUev6RYMZbYfnCQbCGWfblMOXnXW2RLX0qiJdM8xt8p56IqBj2Irpv53X27N5ckArzltP_7Q69qbLlm5g02IPx8sTSX80LxpBtrnBqpef/s1600/Camp%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgObKgd22RVODvumhTLAmFBhcGnq8r-EZ_DyDUev6RYMZbYfnCQbCGWfblMOXnXW2RLX0qiJdM8xt8p56IqBj2Irpv53X27N5ckArzltP_7Q69qbLlm5g02IPx8sTSX80LxpBtrnBqpef/s400/Camp%252C+Gharbh+Ghaoir.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546857108497510194" border="0" /></a></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">3 Camp</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA40oQsA5zAFKGu5QAAGi73eeeL8blMVqMl6MYNUZIp5OF6_3fNiQ9UGMQWA-5K7OXSanDXrDtST1YYLNYPPQ9CMadbTGtKIRWJqRdVw_6W_g_QXmkNIIKfxszw1gWMzOOJnAi1zF-0x0/s1600/Heather-Tea-%25283%2529-Kuloch-rennoch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA40oQsA5zAFKGu5QAAGi73eeeL8blMVqMl6MYNUZIp5OF6_3fNiQ9UGMQWA-5K7OXSanDXrDtST1YYLNYPPQ9CMadbTGtKIRWJqRdVw_6W_g_QXmkNIIKfxszw1gWMzOOJnAi1zF-0x0/s400/Heather-Tea-%25283%2529-Kuloch-rennoch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545050655293827074" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 tea-moon, heather tea</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />Alec Finlay with Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 hokku-label, Garbh Ghaoir</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />poem, AF, photo, KC, 2010</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 hokku-labels, kettle</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />poems by AF</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyk0r0dzcmcsUiWHMjEvppv2Xn6mtW3puPJayFuN_e-H-QUtHFmxgG6LEt7GRj6OOs-fRsJSzVNWkzSl2XHGkip1n2h99hTyq0SlO7px8tDXtWIncH_pY3jgiKMhyphenhyphenlAEtPPzPRXJoIycM/s1600/hokku-labels%252C+kettle+II.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZyk0r0dzcmcsUiWHMjEvppv2Xn6mtW3puPJayFuN_e-H-QUtHFmxgG6LEt7GRj6OOs-fRsJSzVNWkzSl2XHGkip1n2h99hTyq0SlO7px8tDXtWIncH_pY3jgiKMhyphenhyphenlAEtPPzPRXJoIycM/s400/hokku-labels%252C+kettle+II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547636997509443410" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">3 hokku-labels, kettle II</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />hokku-labels, kettle</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">Garbh Ghaoir </i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">(I)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">whisky the colour
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">of spate water</span> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">poured into a river
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">the colour of whisky</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">(II)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">heather tea
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">with bells in</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and Autumn
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">coming on</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">(III)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">the kettles on
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">the summersgone</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">the hares are
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">on the mountain</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">AF, Rannoch, 2010</i></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZDb-I48-1SRlHmbOmi_iWkKoE9cvavYuBo04X6FlU1YXL2npttsYvJhD849JDWlwYJc5Ojo0d06D2Q6y8Bcp8SowKnFHeJUxqO8FXC2xIgjcL9TQbZdO0yU4EP7wOLv2mFPK3zDMRYEC/s1600/Sora+%2526+Basho.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZDb-I48-1SRlHmbOmi_iWkKoE9cvavYuBo04X6FlU1YXL2npttsYvJhD849JDWlwYJc5Ojo0d06D2Q6y8Bcp8SowKnFHeJUxqO8FXC2xIgjcL9TQbZdO0yU4EP7wOLv2mFPK3zDMRYEC/s400/Sora+%2526+Basho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546861975281638466" border="0" /></a></span></div><div><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZDb-I48-1SRlHmbOmi_iWkKoE9cvavYuBo04X6FlU1YXL2npttsYvJhD849JDWlwYJc5Ojo0d06D2Q6y8Bcp8SowKnFHeJUxqO8FXC2xIgjcL9TQbZdO0yU4EP7wOLv2mFPK3zDMRYEC/s1600/Sora+%2526+Basho.jpg"></a></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">3 Sora & Basho</span><em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </em></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">Alexander Maris, 2010<span style="font-style: italic;">
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(AF)</i>
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<br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><b style="">Craigvenie</b></span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Time and space met at Craigvenie. The whole journey seemingly constellates around this sky-eye, this secret viewpoint into the Universe – as it constallated around Annie’s silence; the conspectus of St Fillan’s Chair; the crenelated crag of Dun Scaith; Deirdre’s sun-bower; the ghostly sail of Naoise’s birlinn on Loch Etive. </span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">There is no edge</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">
<br />beyond perfection.</span><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">T</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">here is no seeing</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">beyond the hem of time</span> <span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">audio, Alec Finlay, 2010
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<br /></span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">James Turrell created this.</span></span></div><div style="font-family:georgia;"> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Steps to a framed door. Sit: take in clouds fast lift over an oval that becomes a perfect circle, sinking the eye deep into space. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Some time passes. The first star is glimpsed, transporting us into an awareness of stellar time.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">This was surely another Ryushakuki temple, a grand Alban pair for Outlandia. It seemed impossible to bring words from here; and yet perception was so enriched by the intransigent idealist geometry, there was a sense of requirement to respond. I attempted a description, there and then. Ken composed a poem, after.</span></p><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(AF)</i></span></div><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">skyspace</b></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/3%20sky-eye%20echoes.mp3">3 audio, sky-eye</a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010
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<br /></span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i>skyspace</i></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">after the second cattle grid turn right</i></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">past yellow boat</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">through birch-woods</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">zigzag steep descent </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />over bridge ducking </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />low alder-limb step </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />off the path on
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">to white gravel tread </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />18 steps & at 19 </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />we in unison enter
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">stone oval holding
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">oval sky-aperture</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">stone seat running</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />darkly round all
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">the oval wall (except</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />angled opening)
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">half height white
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">above the
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">domed floor's </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />centre’s<span style=""> </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />circle</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">seems off</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />disorientates
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<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style=""><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">............</span></i></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;">his paintings emptied</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;">............</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;">until they were all sky</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></i></span></div> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">the sky straightforward
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">or complex</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />one or the other</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />light fades and from</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />where we sit sky </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />monochromes still</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">we shuffle views</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />change channels now</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />clouds shunt stars</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />we want to know </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />what rain brings, </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />snow, sunrise, solstice</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />turner would have</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />loved it – and basho – </span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />a distance crossed</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />a depth plumbed</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />cold bum from sitting </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />on the sublime</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">maris has tales of innocent walkers </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />no idea what on earth they've stumbled on</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />returning in near-darkness</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />the boat no longer yellow</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />sky again sky as if</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">it was ever anything</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br />else
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">James Turrell</span>, <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;">skyspace</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010
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<br /></span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="">(KC)
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<br /></i></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><b style="">skyspace</b></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">
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<br />In April our friend Allan Pollok-Morris visited the 'sky-eye' and shared these viewings.
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<br />3 <span style="font-style: italic;">skyspace</span> exterior
<br />Photographs by Allan Pollok-Morris, 2011
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<br /><span>3<span style="font-style: italic;"> skyspace</span> interior
<br /></span><span>Photographs </span><span>by Allan Pollok-Morris, 2011</span>
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<br />3 James Turrell,<span style="font-style: italic;"> skyspace</span>
<br />Film by Allan Pollok-Morris, 2011
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<br /></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""> </b></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">Schiehallion</b></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">The fairy hill is becoming a top we spin around. </span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VyBf0oxiJWPVVB_wamevN8fqRUkHtmqO5JFIB_feT5Pnp6jDbkzW-lCmjzPXyG7nqiwvg1WRUljRGN3GHc0dGrm2hxfEHwSWqbr8B4cUfoKBFv3YUGOfE1YjMX-Iw5S4MTId73EilnM/s1600/circle+poem+%2528Schiehallion%25E2%2580%2593Lushan%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VyBf0oxiJWPVVB_wamevN8fqRUkHtmqO5JFIB_feT5Pnp6jDbkzW-lCmjzPXyG7nqiwvg1WRUljRGN3GHc0dGrm2hxfEHwSWqbr8B4cUfoKBFv3YUGOfE1YjMX-Iw5S4MTId73EilnM/s400/circle+poem+%2528Schiehallion%25E2%2580%2593Lushan%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545055764776843682" border="0" /></a>
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 circle poem (Lushan–Schiehallion)
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 Schiehallion, beer
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 skyline (Dunalastair Water & Schiehallion)</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 skyline (Schiehallion)
<br />Alec Finlay, 2010
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 Schiehallion, Rebecca
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Paul Edgerley, 2010</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">Every moment will pass through this one: Marisian Rannoch</b></span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3Dnj-uwb93zrpvNSwSun1h8itt37eui8X9-Ue0h48NawUgQZ_es7hroaRhCIJGh-E8WTXSAVhTH3aWWV31vR6REJUn7Pz0t0-eA-HZJnjeDwkUGw_1VngQgPv280WaQFnsURur83TiE/s1600/Black+Mount+%2528after+Tisdall%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3Dnj-uwb93zrpvNSwSun1h8itt37eui8X9-Ue0h48NawUgQZ_es7hroaRhCIJGh-E8WTXSAVhTH3aWWV31vR6REJUn7Pz0t0-eA-HZJnjeDwkUGw_1VngQgPv280WaQFnsURur83TiE/s400/Black+Mount+%2528after+Tisdall%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545056998620510962" border="0" /></a>
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">3 Black Mount (after Caroline Tisdall)
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;"><i style="">for Mari</i>s
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">(‘honey for the mountains/gelatin for the moor/hare for the dreaming’, AF)
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">As we walked down the path from Craigvenie seeing what little of the path could be seen in the last of the light, I reflected that our journey is, in part, a mapping of contemporary art in the wilderness of Scotland, and here on the edge of Rannoch Moor we were in proximity to 3 seminal art projects of the past 3 decades .</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Joseph Beuys prepared for the rite of his <i style="">Celtic (Kinloch Rannoch) Scottish Symphony</i>, and he completed his now mythic <i style="">action</i>, burying a heart-shaped offering of gelatin in the moor, turning the moorland, in Maris words, into <i style="">a living work of art</i>’.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here too was the Turrell <i style="">skyspace</i> that we had just been so moved by.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""> </b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">Publications</b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;"><i>The Pursuit of Fidelity (a retrospective)</i>
<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Alexander & Susan Maris, with Lisa Le Feuvre</span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">available from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.stills.org"><i style="">www.stills.org</i></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style=""> </b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="">intimations</b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.ap-m.co.uk/news.php">Allan Pollok-Morris</a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">' exhibition 'Close: A journey in Scotland' (</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">22nd January - 5th of June 2011 at the </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">United States Botanic Garden Exhibition, Washington DC</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> features an 40 of Allan's large format prints and film. He </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">was recently interviewed by Sandy Felton, <a href="http://www.reckless-gardener.co.uk/an-experience-of-place">here</a></span></span>.
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No writers I mean.”</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >– IHF, letter to J. F. Hendry</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i style="">huge chestnut</i> in a corner of Tokyu's estate is the great sycamore on the estate at Dunira</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i style="">off on the edge of town… a priest, completely out of things</i>, is Ian Hamilton Finlay, painter, playwright, poet, who lived here in the early 1950s</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i style="">chestnuts</i> are the Quebecois buckwheat pancakes that Margaret cooked for us, with a wee glass each of our whisky, Tullibardine 1993</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i style="">walking-stick</i> is the hazel walking-stick made by Margaret's uncle in Balquhidder</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0870A8l96X5R-Tg3DPgNP3dD4tWQzuX-woKBtahp2konVwx1lbXArLWBLhU6Mq4NlMJ-MfWjrCfQBp9nNK41jt1EGL3KVyx7dpgEeZ7jfF7gl2F_W_HhMKq0pUTbgr9SvJrheIBQTy-5I/s1600/Sora+with+Margaret%2527s+walking+stick.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0870A8l96X5R-Tg3DPgNP3dD4tWQzuX-woKBtahp2konVwx1lbXArLWBLhU6Mq4NlMJ-MfWjrCfQBp9nNK41jt1EGL3KVyx7dpgEeZ7jfF7gl2F_W_HhMKq0pUTbgr9SvJrheIBQTy-5I/s400/Sora+with+Margaret%2527s+walking+stick.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546469978493915618" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Sora with Margaret’s walking stick</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">The Square at Dunira</span></b></span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiAy9GHlCcIRq-ZvC2ZkjtApv7Zrpk4Gksqxci98Ol7rQWyryO7Z6zGaoHshd5Tn9hgA_QH2gcQs81oSc60Jq94zIYEFVdWU0G-ThkIWyo4Z9H7WSg4CVdZ_LuU4t3LVueTX3rOCBclV29/s1600/The+Square.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiAy9GHlCcIRq-ZvC2ZkjtApv7Zrpk4Gksqxci98Ol7rQWyryO7Z6zGaoHshd5Tn9hgA_QH2gcQs81oSc60Jq94zIYEFVdWU0G-ThkIWyo4Z9H7WSg4CVdZ_LuU4t3LVueTX3rOCBclV29/s400/The+Square.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546469251883884002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 The Square</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >packing the gear again</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >folding the maps</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >turning our thoughts</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >to Dunira and the maw</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >of the earthquake glen<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(AF)<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">We're staying at The Square, Dunira, between Comrie and St Fillans, in a flat owned by Margaret Bennett, singer, storyteller, writer, folklorist. Dunira – formerly known as Movey, the Mouth of Hell – means ‘fort at the west water’ – so was this another ‘armoured farm’? But it has its idylls too – Sarah Murray in her <i style="">Beauties of Scotland</i> (1799) refers to the ‘rills’ of the Boltachan Burn at Dunira, as did Ian Hamilton Finlay a century and a half on, inspired to construct a stone-lined rill flowing into the Top Pond at Stonypath, Little Sparta –</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="">a memory of wee burns in Perthshire</i>, complete with planted ferns. A Virgilian Celtic spring.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1tmz-PcX7e32tToAAMzm_enhNzxFFdKsQ6cGBBIRv0COpwrlu6_zJ1N1rRnSv9UXBoM9bfv4eUz6e8Ymj09U0fVmZj73soVAgTZEFD-iUN0r75ZGtIb2ZGSYMw1cbCl5RHCVkY5ZU73XB/s1600/15+Basho+with+Maragaret+Bennett%252C+Dunira.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1tmz-PcX7e32tToAAMzm_enhNzxFFdKsQ6cGBBIRv0COpwrlu6_zJ1N1rRnSv9UXBoM9bfv4eUz6e8Ymj09U0fVmZj73soVAgTZEFD-iUN0r75ZGtIb2ZGSYMw1cbCl5RHCVkY5ZU73XB/s400/15+Basho+with+Maragaret+Bennett%252C+Dunira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546469255149473458" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Ken & Margaret, Dunira</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/15%20deer%2C%20Dunira.mp3"></a><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/15%20deer%2C%20Dunira.mp3">15 audio: deer, Dunira</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfJWxK3tiq66YiVXRJGx95DTtyVecdqcth2bl1t3y_-o-69vrGXM5iVfsjbbmTATUAUCvS8x_TSHmKgOldcOLuRYBzYmftCVvsA-lNe5qyFDJmCaghebhJY05-4IUH1hKaFumVJEIOeSe/s1600/Dunira+Sycamore+5.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfJWxK3tiq66YiVXRJGx95DTtyVecdqcth2bl1t3y_-o-69vrGXM5iVfsjbbmTATUAUCvS8x_TSHmKgOldcOLuRYBzYmftCVvsA-lNe5qyFDJmCaghebhJY05-4IUH1hKaFumVJEIOeSe/s400/Dunira+Sycamore+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546469995228354274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8OCXrkHoowV2ccggQLtlMX2DpAr9ztf8sI1kkjJQI9ty0SLPp2lIeszbnKTDX34z57iAzm5owTjVBrTXw7b1qr_3TaiR9NwqhqrmUBHzdrTnXbQ8cer5Y33lY3eqFWiJbZtgNErjEpGw/s1600/Dunira+Sycamore+2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8OCXrkHoowV2ccggQLtlMX2DpAr9ztf8sI1kkjJQI9ty0SLPp2lIeszbnKTDX34z57iAzm5owTjVBrTXw7b1qr_3TaiR9NwqhqrmUBHzdrTnXbQ8cer5Y33lY3eqFWiJbZtgNErjEpGw/s400/Dunira+Sycamore+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546469988740140466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy73GYGcNRj9IQYewMa4QzWO6F821eAA1ZEal4RjkF_A3q4C5XbNMLnXb_rMtljou_QsThPCdnF-x6bEiwyo3tDcueRCwlkUiRvMqFNjy5NFUpPHdNHJMoa21wI1LvO4BQGhNJEUsLjMM1/s1600/Dunira+Sycamore+3.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy73GYGcNRj9IQYewMa4QzWO6F821eAA1ZEal4RjkF_A3q4C5XbNMLnXb_rMtljou_QsThPCdnF-x6bEiwyo3tDcueRCwlkUiRvMqFNjy5NFUpPHdNHJMoa21wI1LvO4BQGhNJEUsLjMM1/s400/Dunira+Sycamore+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546470005871352114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtGC-iFA_spnrSL4OQg1nHHdYpao4yFlnDlh5KRzaVEOkADkHZyeKfx5a3M-k-W9ukT7COCWVsA5xKD6hIsJJnpO9ssElrA7sb8LlSmFOV-9SfdkWJBsRtZOYSvRuwbn1uy9x-OyQwl-9/s1600/Dunira+Sycamore+4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtGC-iFA_spnrSL4OQg1nHHdYpao4yFlnDlh5KRzaVEOkADkHZyeKfx5a3M-k-W9ukT7COCWVsA5xKD6hIsJJnpO9ssElrA7sb8LlSmFOV-9SfdkWJBsRtZOYSvRuwbn1uy9x-OyQwl-9/s400/Dunira+Sycamore+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546470000632605394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Dunira sycamore</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Dunira’s a hunting estate, and we drive through fields thick with pheasants, where deer come down to graze at dusk. We walk with Margaret and Gonzalo to a special spot in the woods, but ‘Narnia’ has lost its green spell. Then Margaret, who lived here for years, discovers a new magical spot – a rowan and a holly both growing out of the bole of a gean.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rFHisis1WqmgPrTUGfxMSYqWlsYYHTXgmfF4q60CT9x7nV5GmvHvGuY_CMDZ-oGDM_BKidvdP-llE7pQ0dsc5GMKuwV7JuXO_1vT0IJ6nypEAHzkX-4sWnRGHSAvZuhmbHk8FnGqbsxq/s1600/rowan+in+gean.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5rFHisis1WqmgPrTUGfxMSYqWlsYYHTXgmfF4q60CT9x7nV5GmvHvGuY_CMDZ-oGDM_BKidvdP-llE7pQ0dsc5GMKuwV7JuXO_1vT0IJ6nypEAHzkX-4sWnRGHSAvZuhmbHk8FnGqbsxq/s400/rowan+in+gean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546471018132903298" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Rowan in gean</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">(KC)</span></i></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /><br /></span></i><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Finlay’s Perthshire<br /><br /></span></b></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >IHF was a shepherd in Glen Lednock, just after the war – with his wife, Marion, and dog, Finn MacCool. One of his final works at Stonypath was a fank or stell, a<span style=""> </span>memory of the sheep shelters high up on the moor, where he couldn’t go any longer, inscribed with this beautiful line from a Gaelic poem: <i style="">The beginning and end of life is herding</i>.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >We’d taken a drive up the glen as far as Invergeldie, looking N to Ben Chonzie, and within sight of the Lednock dam, made to withstand earthquakes, as needs must on the Highland Boundary Fault. Water from Loch Lednock flows down a tunnel to St. Fillans power station, buried in a cavern hewn from solid rock, at the foot of Loch Earn. Later we discovered it was here at ‘Innergeldie’ that he’d lived in the late 1940s, composing his first published poem here in 1946 – a Perthshire Poem, epistle to his friend in the corrupt capital.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Postcard from Glenlednoch<br /><br /></span></i></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >For Derek Stanford<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Since ours is not the rhetoric of mountains,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Romantic heather shawled in purple mist,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >These raw moors sour the mind, and icy darkness</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Seals up the fountains in the poet’s wrist.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >My verses all as bones are stiff and brittle</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >That might, and under your blue warmer sky,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Be fed on ennui, éclair, apple-blossom …</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >But, craving truth, must seek the hard and dry.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Bleak stone instructs the soul in nihilism,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >And leaning firs whose meaning I have found</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Means not the South, nor yet the silky ocean</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Where Shelley floats, magnificently drowned …<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Thus meagre faith surveys its landscape-token</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Of which, as mind wings South, I send to you:</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Signed with respect, and stamped with my friendship,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >A poem, – perhaps! Or just a postcard view!</span><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj42orc7ufTVuWY1xENjPAVYO2EdoBQaVl-wnLfLBnDTSrUVsqyUG7W66rkptbeCKNl7O6Pd_NUzHsVwFrnB0gUfX5zCSGoLjKOmdFeKMJ8umhZkzDQj9ZayeMfWdcOgnvi-uQcIHC7E3Xy/s1600/15+Dunira+sign.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj42orc7ufTVuWY1xENjPAVYO2EdoBQaVl-wnLfLBnDTSrUVsqyUG7W66rkptbeCKNl7O6Pd_NUzHsVwFrnB0gUfX5zCSGoLjKOmdFeKMJ8umhZkzDQj9ZayeMfWdcOgnvi-uQcIHC7E3Xy/s400/15+Dunira+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546471372560086226" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Signpost</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(Alec Finlay, 2010)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >They then moved over the hill to Drum na Keil, at Dunira – or Druim-na-Cille, as it’s known now – which bears an uncanny resemblance to Stonypath: white-washed cottages at the edge of habitation, reached by stony tracks, their windows facing south-west over a conspectus – the Stonypathian <i style="">vale</i> finding its counterpart in the sacred hill of Saint Fillan and the pyramid of Mor Bheinn. A letter to Stephen Bann sets the scene: ‘I used to go for wood every evening through an extraordinary landscape of pines and mountains which I still owe many poems to …; the landscape, or my wee bit of it, was so bittersweet, like a mixture of Heine and Trakl’. Significantly, as Ken would discover, there’s also a ruined formal garden at Dunira, complete with fallen columns identical to those Ian hid among moorland grasses at Little Sparta. Another unpublished poem describes one of the local characters, as if in a scene from Turgenev.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">The Old Sleigh<br /><br /></span></i></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(in memory, Billy McNee of Dundern)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >The Laird’s old sleigh left out in the brown barn</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >With runners gone all silver – as we brush</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >The cobwebs, we can feel, on ear and arm</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Snowflakes of yesterdays: the lightest touch.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >1961 (Lilly Library Special Collection)<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">He had memories of the tremors and small earthquakes the glen is famous for, giving Comrie its nickname, ‘Shakey Toun’, and how the ‘messages’ were delivered by bus to the end of the drive – a fair walk.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">It was here that he and Marion both gave themselves fully to their art. This is their friend Bet Low’s portrait of their lives there.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpla_iaWZ3E_0f3gfihMOpeNzm7Vo7qzmg78fPN0klYPgvQscwEV83VAYoepQVjRlwHzZxEthJNzeH5U2yRiWgnHUfGllTdw0rclo05UQSkIEUkqiaicnMUnaZXlTmNxR_xYG-WobiPCe/s1600/IHF+%2526+Marion+at+Druim+na+Cille%252C+Bet+Low.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpla_iaWZ3E_0f3gfihMOpeNzm7Vo7qzmg78fPN0klYPgvQscwEV83VAYoepQVjRlwHzZxEthJNzeH5U2yRiWgnHUfGllTdw0rclo05UQSkIEUkqiaicnMUnaZXlTmNxR_xYG-WobiPCe/s400/IHF+%2526+Marion+at+Druim+na+Cille%252C+Bet+Low.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546472192192639842" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 'The Soup', Ian and Marion at Drum na Keil</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Bet Low, Perthshire Museum and Art Gallery (early 1950s)<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >In the Summer of 1956, IHF writes to his friend George Mackay Brown from Glasgow, ‘<i style="">I don’t <u>want</u> to finish any writing when I am in a city, amid alien shapes. If only I could get well enough to arrange for a place, and to make <u>an order</u>. I loved my shed at Drum na Keil, its tarred, leaky roof, the wee windows full of mountains and pines, and the big table that was the table on which the shepherds ate at the gatherings in the years before</i>.’Another letter to George records a return visit to his old cottage: ‘After [Balquhidder] we went to Comrie, via Loch Earn, and my shepherd friend, where we got a great welcome. Then down the rusted railway and across the viaduct into the village. Seeing my wee cottage with Edinburgh eyes, I thought it very nice, a bit like Van Gogh’s at Arles. The village children had broken in, and got hold of my oil paint, and, across the wall where I’d hung my pictures, written: “You are a lovely artist.” Then a lot of kisses in red and blue. I was rather touched … [ ] I knew I could write OK if I went back to Comrie; it is quite another world, with mountains, and people, and a life, a real life. Only it is the past. Even if the future is a blank, that is what one must live towards.’<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">(AF, KC)</span></i></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style=""> </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Druim-na-Cille<br /><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">‘Finlay’s house’ is above the main Dunira settlement, a white cottage visible from a distance. There’s a track up but we've been told not to take the car so I leave The Square to walk up in gentle Friday evening sunlight. Two workmen are still at work in a barn of some kind; I see no hunters but regularly hear shots. The track winds through woods and unfenced meadows then climbs burnside towards the cottage. A strange tree turns out to be a phone mast and I fail to locate the cup-marked rock marked on the map.<br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwXkcjtFe3yCI5U4Pjai8BkjYZX3uZhf0MG2iaYrouwxndrUv0MObRvj-jWn4b-sa33aJJNWxBAoExMOqGcW9ldmckNLxdxfu6OlDcf1wRhX0O5eT6aoj35-DrVCUSkJz3enXDr3lXb5t/s1600/15+tree+phone+mast.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwXkcjtFe3yCI5U4Pjai8BkjYZX3uZhf0MG2iaYrouwxndrUv0MObRvj-jWn4b-sa33aJJNWxBAoExMOqGcW9ldmckNLxdxfu6OlDcf1wRhX0O5eT6aoj35-DrVCUSkJz3enXDr3lXb5t/s400/15+tree+phone+mast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546472805614625058" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 tree-mast</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I’ve no idea whether the cottage will be inhabited; I find it isn’t. It’s in good repair, freshly whitewashed with neat black trim; I'd guess, going by the bottles on the long table inside, that it’s used for post-shooting refreshments.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoitLC5pImVGExDMog2Yt9ffwMH2MmVI7OIUNia85y0FT44GTNCkbcdyvO3v1EqwoIeWU8HWtTn4KanO2FNZzGU4a-UME4oxi7kEKpq2OecNPliANImkSvH0tgSL8P2l8ruEna68eZy8Uc/s1600/Dunira+Druim+na+Cille+front+view.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoitLC5pImVGExDMog2Yt9ffwMH2MmVI7OIUNia85y0FT44GTNCkbcdyvO3v1EqwoIeWU8HWtTn4KanO2FNZzGU4a-UME4oxi7kEKpq2OecNPliANImkSvH0tgSL8P2l8ruEna68eZy8Uc/s400/Dunira+Druim+na+Cille+front+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546474973670836130" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Druim na Cille</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">No midges, but the air is full of curious flies; by the time I've focused the camera two or three have landed to investigate. Sitting on the bench I look through trees across to <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/14-saint-fillans-hill.html">St Fillans Hill.</a></span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyQtdhyNp2Zl3wYlCf7A5WjfLOgL0NjnaHkAGGoapdgff85jhsMXG-VDBvhIeXirBmxVcNvRAMH3AgiXsB8P4ObuKAsJ5MNLhYBQsoOO24De9gWUgmdBNfudH8IL-yLmPnVwdYQXHSSUk/s1600/Dunira+looking+towards+Dundurn.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyQtdhyNp2Zl3wYlCf7A5WjfLOgL0NjnaHkAGGoapdgff85jhsMXG-VDBvhIeXirBmxVcNvRAMH3AgiXsB8P4ObuKAsJ5MNLhYBQsoOO24De9gWUgmdBNfudH8IL-yLmPnVwdYQXHSSUk/s400/Dunira+looking+towards+Dundurn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546474978817897730" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Dunira looking towards Dundurn</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I hang Eck’s labels, homages to his father, on birches to the near side of the cottage.<br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ghEUy8cUTJqJoLG299JD-KM2QGaC7qDPMc_i75Wvpy5JMD_t8s5ITJdO12uCrh3CFUVHBo8rpH54Q873EnMRFYLt4GUimOgDLGqpm5CjeO4ZeOjERAoiul9HNQyjPoW-Vlc8J_VwFDhU/s1600/15+hokku-label+%2528pastor+of+pines%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ghEUy8cUTJqJoLG299JD-KM2QGaC7qDPMc_i75Wvpy5JMD_t8s5ITJdO12uCrh3CFUVHBo8rpH54Q873EnMRFYLt4GUimOgDLGqpm5CjeO4ZeOjERAoiul9HNQyjPoW-Vlc8J_VwFDhU/s400/15+hokku-label+%2528pastor+of+pines%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546475799520395810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘pastor of pines / shepherd of rocks // Druim na Cille / St Fillans Hill’, IHF // AF)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrFhX98t-NW5VTH-mHq1EAfSDDEHAxlSvM7kAqWEytVugEy08qe2xc7HQu3rHTS71ViDglp5honuVEdeJkwc0MsFcmo3A_TjaEJ3bQumr_ipYJpmeSx-89f562mFZ32yxVqO1JzZz-sVe/s1600/15+hokku-label+%2528pool+fall%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrFhX98t-NW5VTH-mHq1EAfSDDEHAxlSvM7kAqWEytVugEy08qe2xc7HQu3rHTS71ViDglp5honuVEdeJkwc0MsFcmo3A_TjaEJ3bQumr_ipYJpmeSx-89f562mFZ32yxVqO1JzZz-sVe/s400/15+hokku-label+%2528pool+fall%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546476742145497298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘pool / fall / pool / fall / pool / fall / pool / fall / rill // Druim na Cille / Stonypath’, IHF // AF)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Returning, and nearly back at The Square, I turn left to investigate a tree-circled enclosure and find the remains of a formal garden, beautifully ruined. If the hillside cottage resembles Stonypath, these classical ruins echo Little Sparta but, with neither gardener nor poet, here nature masters culture.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7Ej9Doy0O-wll0R55azX2gzg2MPbMyG8hr2Co1rd3DzvgJgaJOhWs5YtFpbVlI8pStpq61VtIJdeID4FnEqfE_wr7U3yXjc3YEJ0MkOpkQ10YVw-n0pmrmyPNoLPhtDJ8MgvWxQ8Iq8J/s1600/15+Dunira+ruined+garden+1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7Ej9Doy0O-wll0R55azX2gzg2MPbMyG8hr2Co1rd3DzvgJgaJOhWs5YtFpbVlI8pStpq61VtIJdeID4FnEqfE_wr7U3yXjc3YEJ0MkOpkQ10YVw-n0pmrmyPNoLPhtDJ8MgvWxQ8Iq8J/s400/15+Dunira+ruined+garden+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546476749045310322" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Garden ruins</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir54ni59ofIBQniAj_PB3BFB44SPqen7195IasE9RLrSGpnslfixzacldRcPZHxmLQm6FCTipy40ZslR8cUSM3j7cqOV0K-vuRkLJfNK-8RmJtWNw9uWGag5Jrt5T5bTDHeQQBVphbugUs/s1600/15+Dunira+ruined+garden+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir54ni59ofIBQniAj_PB3BFB44SPqen7195IasE9RLrSGpnslfixzacldRcPZHxmLQm6FCTipy40ZslR8cUSM3j7cqOV0K-vuRkLJfNK-8RmJtWNw9uWGag5Jrt5T5bTDHeQQBVphbugUs/s400/15+Dunira+ruined+garden+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546476757250367698" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Garden ruins</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Later I come across a photo of the cottage from January 2008, perhaps more like it was in the 50s.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4zXS0y6EVesIadd83gEwJaQi0lQrpIsA9NH1sbzdGVL3ifjksutsD0I1WSS8XkEtW_JCZ2nE8k3015ZkrRapffI5qyxDZC8CCdw4AG_9dY2UhvlQQaaqdonLB0sas3X9xRZLbLjaaGIi/s1600/house.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4zXS0y6EVesIadd83gEwJaQi0lQrpIsA9NH1sbzdGVL3ifjksutsD0I1WSS8XkEtW_JCZ2nE8k3015ZkrRapffI5qyxDZC8CCdw4AG_9dY2UhvlQQaaqdonLB0sas3X9xRZLbLjaaGIi/s400/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546474216705591474" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">15 (http://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/662595)<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">(KC)</span></i></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /><br /></span></i></span><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:130%;">Dall-hon-zee</span><br /><br /></span></b></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AzGlajAu7S30SpjWq3IMpxXlmqHQLXwe6EvDoZworSO6o9rcnj8-5oeuEq406Mi6okK83JqoVw6goY1QQukv0bQEextTKWnq8-lWAFaqzwtsBllmcJViJiXAGLBEClFLjlWnXKyHwrOy/s1600/15+Dalchonzie+Hydro%252C+Mirror+Pond+.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AzGlajAu7S30SpjWq3IMpxXlmqHQLXwe6EvDoZworSO6o9rcnj8-5oeuEq406Mi6okK83JqoVw6goY1QQukv0bQEextTKWnq8-lWAFaqzwtsBllmcJViJiXAGLBEClFLjlWnXKyHwrOy/s400/15+Dalchonzie+Hydro%252C+Mirror+Pond+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546476768271260802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Dalchonzie Power Station</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJP2sXjuj_tw0OCmeToCGgdXmHScrysVKjS1ifHmmHaQXzFHlM5CbaUwov0fP-aCqL0uOeUrVuu6k1cSZlzjoQmucMRNg5qgCajz3c3LubdSBKmRv-UnMU0EKX9ZrwhvcMuH3u-Iu8pAjB/s1600/Dalchonzie+mirror+pool+4.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJP2sXjuj_tw0OCmeToCGgdXmHScrysVKjS1ifHmmHaQXzFHlM5CbaUwov0fP-aCqL0uOeUrVuu6k1cSZlzjoQmucMRNg5qgCajz3c3LubdSBKmRv-UnMU0EKX9ZrwhvcMuH3u-Iu8pAjB/s400/Dalchonzie+mirror+pool+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546476779627671282" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Dalchonzie Power Station, mirror-pool</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i style="">Kagenuma</i> (‘Mirror Pond’) is the still birk-reflecting pool of the Dalchonzie Hydro-Electric<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hereabouts a weir below the outlet of Loch Earn diverts the waters into a tunnel, feeding the small Dalchonzie power station midway between St. Fillans and Comrie. A few days before, we’d driven by the Lawers dam, a 344m buttress between Tay and Lyon, which collects the mountain waters in Lochan nan Lairige.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1kccbnOInQemuWGZUQXO6YDJD1TlAieSYeB0E01k1sDNvFonYZpDSkrXVY3LlyFi7h2nXO1QxH3IQUU_5hKkZSS2EpvXOdYYreVwOPolqojOFU_4P7MXvJ9rNLWQhkB8SrJUOEfEkwWQ/s1600/15+hokku-label+Dalchonzie+%2528swifts+too+beneath%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1kccbnOInQemuWGZUQXO6YDJD1TlAieSYeB0E01k1sDNvFonYZpDSkrXVY3LlyFi7h2nXO1QxH3IQUU_5hKkZSS2EpvXOdYYreVwOPolqojOFU_4P7MXvJ9rNLWQhkB8SrJUOEfEkwWQ/s400/15+hokku-label+Dalchonzie+%2528swifts+too+beneath%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546477621171332274" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Dalchonzie </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘swifts too beneath / power-station eaves / mirror-pond stillness’, KC)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLEsXLTyzH28GRPzVYEPzcLGztQmk80L3C4n7IoG3cvhXLNG009pHYV7jI-lJj-W91cOVDIeHHqyfEhHafs23HCgeNLmRwkxaiA6sToFj8S_q6_3jLaCviuUCn0N70_nqdg1ma7ks4GtI/s1600/15+hokku-label%252C+birks%252C+Dalchonzie.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLEsXLTyzH28GRPzVYEPzcLGztQmk80L3C4n7IoG3cvhXLNG009pHYV7jI-lJj-W91cOVDIeHHqyfEhHafs23HCgeNLmRwkxaiA6sToFj8S_q6_3jLaCviuUCn0N70_nqdg1ma7ks4GtI/s400/15+hokku-label%252C+birks%252C+Dalchonzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546477625128120978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">15 hokku-label, birks, Dalchonzie</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘O you Russians! / how we envy you – your birch forests / and 5 Year Plans!’, AF)</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Alternatively –<br /><br /></span><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">eftir Iain Crichton Smith, eftir Yeddie’s Mayakovsky<br /><br /></span></i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Och youse Ruskis!</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Hoo we envy ye!<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Yir birk forests!</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">Yir 5 Year Plans!<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">We look back at Druim na Cille, a white speck half way up the hillside to the north.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Bobbin Mill<br /><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">One of IHF’s local poems is called ‘Dalchonzie’, but we discover it not at the power station, but on a back road nearer Comrie, by a self-catering cottage just past the old railway bridge. Bobbin Mill, opposite the Sawmill Road, and we’re sure because there’s the embankment of the railway line the poem refers to; and curly-haired Alan, father of three daughters, points us towards the millwheel, still and subsiding into grass and nodding foxgloves.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfvSJSTOt9BMw_Cwyc9SaB9Lbcap2Qe8JDyzSEu-s_jeey0CS_Iv7WT1Rd1TmPbPuiB4_r2EGMD9iVkj_Alv8XQycma_SjL5Jr0cO0vCMUvCYfLvUJdeN3Y2Be79CKxLgSH21Vsmfc3otx/s1600/15+Bobbin+Mill.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfvSJSTOt9BMw_Cwyc9SaB9Lbcap2Qe8JDyzSEu-s_jeey0CS_Iv7WT1Rd1TmPbPuiB4_r2EGMD9iVkj_Alv8XQycma_SjL5Jr0cO0vCMUvCYfLvUJdeN3Y2Be79CKxLgSH21Vsmfc3otx/s400/15+Bobbin+Mill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546477627472711778" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Bobbin Mill, Dalchonzie</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >The selfsame image of the mill wheel turning in the afternoon sun would, just four years later, be translated into the one-word poem, where autumn is emblematized as ‘one orange arm of the world’s oldest windmill’; and then a few years farther on, in the garden, the season-wheel of the sun was translated again into stone and carved letter, sundial and gnomon.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >And the little toy mill Dad made from wood, painted grey, whose sad wheel could never turn – being two storeys it was a memory of Sourin Mill, on Rousay, not Bobbin Mill.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">(AF/KC)</span></i></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><i style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><br /><br /></span></i><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Deils Cauldron<br /><br /></span></b></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >We stop by the path in Glen Lednock, find more beechbarkbooks and a big felled beech.</span><br /></span></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbofqfETNPuJHdONJf6BV4I24m6PiXv484n_qgm56T3ZhfvTAxZ7EGkTLpb_SM_zdkgnpT6Tmq-rz9U046kBsib_A-yWanE_EZHU4y-Rsj7niaAMS54BLsXaeyEXNSrBO9q83uoaCd0lyY/s1600/15+Deils+Cauldron.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbofqfETNPuJHdONJf6BV4I24m6PiXv484n_qgm56T3ZhfvTAxZ7EGkTLpb_SM_zdkgnpT6Tmq-rz9U046kBsib_A-yWanE_EZHU4y-Rsj7niaAMS54BLsXaeyEXNSrBO9q83uoaCd0lyY/s400/15+Deils+Cauldron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546478924302067186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Barkbook, Glen Lednock</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Alec Finlay, 2010<br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTQVbHIHapiVE7gKbtThkIVxfhDG-gkrrAmTl-gWpZ80Q_9oLgwmOdL_TFbIze3BCbhbq2RW1I_i-i6MgU_80Nu4_5NhCVzlMuxKGmuHhyF594ON1W1X06lhQyqnFtPgEhVv1yqSSFBBMD/s1600/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528news+of+defeat%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTQVbHIHapiVE7gKbtThkIVxfhDG-gkrrAmTl-gWpZ80Q_9oLgwmOdL_TFbIze3BCbhbq2RW1I_i-i6MgU_80Nu4_5NhCVzlMuxKGmuHhyF594ON1W1X06lhQyqnFtPgEhVv1yqSSFBBMD/s400/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528news+of+defeat%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546478932815763314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Lednock </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘news of defeat / hasn't yet reached the canopy / life goes greenly on’, KC)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Later Ken and Barno walk out from Comrie up the Glen to the Deil's Cauldron waterfall.</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-_X2Lj1qaUeH2wZw-O_0_OUaepnF8Kagqo_h-RSTXNdNVOnm1aeMVLpRO2e9sF46nL979ZWLrTvRZQ-PfLEvIG80AlBtudDubb3XVU9hMNxvQ42DObtjPecsVcoKJ84e8_V5lSq43PHq/s1600/15+hokku-label+%2528Deils+Cauldron%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-_X2Lj1qaUeH2wZw-O_0_OUaepnF8Kagqo_h-RSTXNdNVOnm1aeMVLpRO2e9sF46nL979ZWLrTvRZQ-PfLEvIG80AlBtudDubb3XVU9hMNxvQ42DObtjPecsVcoKJ84e8_V5lSq43PHq/s400/15+hokku-label+%2528Deils+Cauldron%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546478934877114242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Deil’s Cauldron</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘the sound of the falls / is louder / when you look up / at the sky’, AF)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfIBjehvRuU4kbZ7Tuk_Ng1mgNkZy4B35fZyYCc3CWPLINcoSV67yjMoyitWiO9DEtxYO87U_0B_1qL7oUVOgUIN2CPah_Tw-LAuyVMLpqOJOMHnMBE89H4YO74leqFj5U4G13pwOt3b-/s1600/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528going+a+wee+way%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfIBjehvRuU4kbZ7Tuk_Ng1mgNkZy4B35fZyYCc3CWPLINcoSV67yjMoyitWiO9DEtxYO87U_0B_1qL7oUVOgUIN2CPah_Tw-LAuyVMLpqOJOMHnMBE89H4YO74leqFj5U4G13pwOt3b-/s400/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528going+a+wee+way%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546480282425827954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Lednock </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘going a wee way / out of the village / to the waterfall // after Shiki’, AF)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE_nytakCUmxHcjuukmOV5keBYDQ2SFf8I4yvjEg3TTZhyphenhyphenHFgwVTOXHMB47SGMB1zegHO44NarfoAOrzkwQ9Es3Nl0xCFNhCHp6ZTuM-ahMWG6LvEQorjJDxCyGxHuFF8NEtwYoZBIQYTu/s1600/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528Trauchled+Meniscus%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE_nytakCUmxHcjuukmOV5keBYDQ2SFf8I4yvjEg3TTZhyphenhyphenHFgwVTOXHMB47SGMB1zegHO44NarfoAOrzkwQ9Es3Nl0xCFNhCHp6ZTuM-ahMWG6LvEQorjJDxCyGxHuFF8NEtwYoZBIQYTu/s400/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528Trauchled+Meniscus%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546480290274397202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Lednock </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘TRAUCHLED MENISCUS / waterfall // The Deil’s Cauldron’, AF)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">A steep walk uphill through gloomy woods brings them to the Melville monument, an ugly pillar visible for miles around remembering Henry Dundas, Viscount Melville and Baron Dunira (1742-1811), at one time the most powerful man in Scotland. On the other side of the riverbank alders predominate; the sky clears, and by the path Ken finds another signature tree within a tree.<br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTTz70kYN4bxmOUIieVz1kpLiRZOwzlaKFhG8vMHqfrfD94jD-8kewk2Bi27j5e8sp9_Nxtt4HjnK1ZUr3adW9iePRzZRD88XgyL-VYxWbaALdzzZKjNa839ilyJk5z8AYIBJMMoyR5bC/s1600/15+Lednock+Melville+Monument.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTTz70kYN4bxmOUIieVz1kpLiRZOwzlaKFhG8vMHqfrfD94jD-8kewk2Bi27j5e8sp9_Nxtt4HjnK1ZUr3adW9iePRzZRD88XgyL-VYxWbaALdzzZKjNa839ilyJk5z8AYIBJMMoyR5bC/s400/15+Lednock+Melville+Monument.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546480297745553762" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Melville Monument</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz9d5Z4KpRAv6BzHp2PS3MgiJeDD1nkNYUwIpDn4atbSiNhjIhwiD0gX4lAy4IMK8sCxuNTn-4SF3xHKxG9vcDE6j5wtVdlWUYDqRVeG1Arz6PnpGMCx0X0G1Qzm1iWxGdGlEBSbWG9ShG/s1600/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528alder+shaded+banks%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz9d5Z4KpRAv6BzHp2PS3MgiJeDD1nkNYUwIpDn4atbSiNhjIhwiD0gX4lAy4IMK8sCxuNTn-4SF3xHKxG9vcDE6j5wtVdlWUYDqRVeG1Arz6PnpGMCx0X0G1Qzm1iWxGdGlEBSbWG9ShG/s400/15+hokku-label+Lednock+%2528alder+shaded+banks%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546481264061955042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 hokku-label, Lednock</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘L aldEr shaDed baNks O C K’, KC)</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkq4EMBWXQbxa3l-JLAv1NUmltSDultueWNErvDMb1eUgUd49oVn88mdQknO_B29am62FCCj4WPejXtrQVKJXwNnz0ITVl1dHvFVvJseio3p48XC1LUFQCljAO5gsOExP1rdt2Ukk98k3/s1600/15+rowan+on+the+stump.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkkq4EMBWXQbxa3l-JLAv1NUmltSDultueWNErvDMb1eUgUd49oVn88mdQknO_B29am62FCCj4WPejXtrQVKJXwNnz0ITVl1dHvFVvJseio3p48XC1LUFQCljAO5gsOExP1rdt2Ukk98k3/s400/15+rowan+on+the+stump.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546480299197758770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" >15 Rowan on the stump</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="font-size:130%;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(KC)</span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" lang="EN-US" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">Coda<br /><br /></span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Meanwhile, in recognition of the turning season and as a nod to Tokyu’s chestnut, here is a recent an outdoor poem composed by London comrade Andrew Ray and his kids.<br /></span><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0joB_16vVib_gGn6rsvDnH8xUak2W0h9aafwZq6SAwmG9OABMU5svxnmvwMUobURuVJqI9ZJO_3dFUQSoGiVeTyj4nPZXv0l08PESiXjJNahN5BbcHHlJYqIT6jS5uiYGdv82j48ZAAg8/s1600/Conkered%252C+Julius+Ceasar.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0joB_16vVib_gGn6rsvDnH8xUak2W0h9aafwZq6SAwmG9OABMU5svxnmvwMUobURuVJqI9ZJO_3dFUQSoGiVeTyj4nPZXv0l08PESiXjJNahN5BbcHHlJYqIT6jS5uiYGdv82j48ZAAg8/s400/Conkered%252C+Julius+Ceasar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546481583559552882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="" lang="EN-US">15 Conkered: Ceasar’s Road North</span><br /><span lang="EN-US">Andrew Ray & family, London, 2010<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><b style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US">intimations<br /><br /></span></b></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.ucpress.edu/book.php?isbn=9780520270596"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ian Hamilton Finlay: Selections</span></a>, edited and with an introduction by Alec Finlay</span>. Due for publication January 2012.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><a href="http://www.ianhamiltonfinlay.com/"><span lang="EN-US">Ian Hamilton Finlay</span></a></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> (1925-2006) was a poet whose work found its form in a variety of mediums, such as in his and his wife Sue's garden Little Sparta, in Dunsyre. </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.margaretbennett.co.uk/home/index.html">Margaret Bennett</a> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">is a singer, storyteller, and part-time teacher. Her prize-winning books include Oatmeal and the Catechism (1999), The Last Stronghold: Scottish Gaelic Traditions in Newfoundland, (1989), and Scottish Customs from the Cradle to the Grave, (2004).</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-74853467494728835012010-12-03T05:00:00.000-08:002010-12-06T05:31:10.754-08:00(24) Sand Chapel<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br />‘I have been a wave breaking upon the beach</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >On a boundless sea I was set adrift’</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >– Romance of Taliesin</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8M0ScOuNoGIIrWSnLyL7mL8Ar842zGbNSwf0QA-fEMwV69PZAOetOVPoMkYeV2fPpqdsC2Kg8KV5QsiDN-zCxAOwgzj8uHWijrUsIz5i8qGl-2udTVxEqdSQ9-dmmPQB5_NRckrkve4Qf/s1600/Sand+Chapel+sign.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8M0ScOuNoGIIrWSnLyL7mL8Ar842zGbNSwf0QA-fEMwV69PZAOetOVPoMkYeV2fPpqdsC2Kg8KV5QsiDN-zCxAOwgzj8uHWijrUsIz5i8qGl-2udTVxEqdSQ9-dmmPQB5_NRckrkve4Qf/s400/Sand+Chapel+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546443295683079730" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Sign</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>Sue-no-Matsuyama temple</i> is Sand Chapel, Gruinard Bay</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our<i> graves</i> are Laide burial Ground, our <i>pines</i> are the Caledonia Forest Experimental Reserve, between Rivers Little Gruinard and Inverianvie: Please Keep Out, Letterewe Estate</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>Shiogama Beach</i> sounds along the red sands at Sand and camas at Little Gruinard</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>a bell sounded evening</i> is as silent as the church is ruined</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>samidare sky</i> is September smirr</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>Magaki Island</i> is Gruinard Island, faded anthrax of old</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>fishing boats</i> are the glass bottomed boats of Gairloch, O you make the rockpool-seas go round</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our blind minstrel is Seán Ó Riada and Ceoltóirí Chualann, playing in the car</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Our <i>traditional in such out-of-the-way places</i> is the Young Pipers Festival, Gairloch, September, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><b face="georgia"> </b></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><b face="georgia">Gairloch </b></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><b face="georgia"><br /></b></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAmF7AHVPNa61wm23ro5dm_TLLaFR4ZRAeop3__6ZRulgKs3SB8eLO09ECPLRnsKbfxoF9Sg98cErZbltnQ12FcgI-TgbhB2FCZVjT6mxmVkUZybM5g8nsJBGjBusqxkscG_iyFUVbph1i/s1600/Loch+Bad+an+Sgalgaig.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAmF7AHVPNa61wm23ro5dm_TLLaFR4ZRAeop3__6ZRulgKs3SB8eLO09ECPLRnsKbfxoF9Sg98cErZbltnQ12FcgI-TgbhB2FCZVjT6mxmVkUZybM5g8nsJBGjBusqxkscG_iyFUVbph1i/s400/Loch+Bad+an+Sgalgaig.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546442423511216018" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Loch Bad an Sgalgaig </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >The road to Sand wound around Loch Bad an Sgalgaig and Glen Kerry, to the pier at Gairloch.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" ><br /></span><a 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>24 Gairloch Pier</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02nj5DwfjUMhdqbI0CQ-QjjGF7eKvkNFG5KJ3oiwT3eCD-SQEWoLxzlVVyE99ByRX7CRP7eQjh73uIzWw9zZ7mr9CM1AAO49KhTrBBYtYZr13guVLBkmo_qPTjnwk5-xW8S0nu6LURJYN/s1600/24+Gairloch+harbour.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02nj5DwfjUMhdqbI0CQ-QjjGF7eKvkNFG5KJ3oiwT3eCD-SQEWoLxzlVVyE99ByRX7CRP7eQjh73uIzWw9zZ7mr9CM1AAO49KhTrBBYtYZr13guVLBkmo_qPTjnwk5-xW8S0nu6LURJYN/s400/24+Gairloch+harbour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546443936756699266" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Gairloch harbour</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK17YQ5UcFGlksTd0grTu9hJBOKmmlzHh-BFITDJ0pvr8AD6zwMtaeMbEfefrJlpW3x9QF4taSPcbSzhKEMeuVbK199B8GKQbzfda4_tTvNzowrHcP-lMhnzVBDn1thsP75lt90PnJEsgP/s1600/24+Gairloch+harbour+creels.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK17YQ5UcFGlksTd0grTu9hJBOKmmlzHh-BFITDJ0pvr8AD6zwMtaeMbEfefrJlpW3x9QF4taSPcbSzhKEMeuVbK199B8GKQbzfda4_tTvNzowrHcP-lMhnzVBDn1thsP75lt90PnJEsgP/s400/24+Gairloch+harbour+creels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546443945837396338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Gairloch harbour creels</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnwWTVYlke5rZdDdghpnurPWqjy_qlxWSt3qiW9un9hE0IKh4nvOiQcNRoLn6LQeLz6LSdzK8LY0Lnd9YilcX-NxhSVUqjTAG7rcu6sFT1ysYi3ZQZEAQsSkc5sPlRHDcThgfQtc-Hb1Y/s1600/24+Gairloch+Lucy+Oxford.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnwWTVYlke5rZdDdghpnurPWqjy_qlxWSt3qiW9un9hE0IKh4nvOiQcNRoLn6LQeLz6LSdzK8LY0Lnd9YilcX-NxhSVUqjTAG7rcu6sFT1ysYi3ZQZEAQsSkc5sPlRHDcThgfQtc-Hb1Y/s400/24+Gairloch+Lucy+Oxford.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546443949752553714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Gairloch Lucy Oxford</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizk_MCb3NCVUpD6wf7tcgyLdOQgf7An45VFOgJjrX8JghZsOOS7Pwkr9PdEhmHFFeqRq9pyjxEDF_zoT_d-jVJ3xopbiDRYbZuu2_fgJ-AlYGOnUnZpxhFxWOeLELFKznnZpOL8LaIzBxN/s1600/24+Gairloch+hokku-label+%2528line%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizk_MCb3NCVUpD6wf7tcgyLdOQgf7An45VFOgJjrX8JghZsOOS7Pwkr9PdEhmHFFeqRq9pyjxEDF_zoT_d-jVJ3xopbiDRYbZuu2_fgJ-AlYGOnUnZpxhFxWOeLELFKznnZpOL8LaIzBxN/s400/24+Gairloch+hokku-label+%2528line%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546443955757641506" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label, </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Gairloch </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘line / longline / longing’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><b face="georgia">Loch Maree<br /><br /></b></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Where the road turns inland, heading off the peninsula, there’s a view from Tollie down Loch Maree, glimpses of the ghost of Olaf’s sail, and Princess’s shroud, recalled from Nick’s telling of the tale.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPTp6EXB-XZuV8wnCR_B_YoumGVUBDy-zlWKFsAqba0MSkSAxXqXltqVClnbEPG4xdWuhw8LIJlY9DxdIos3czFdNnUQoPwjKjUEAo6Ye0e617fgcTcyU1VdmksJvCtein_nIiZn4bkRO/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528a+white%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPTp6EXB-XZuV8wnCR_B_YoumGVUBDy-zlWKFsAqba0MSkSAxXqXltqVClnbEPG4xdWuhw8LIJlY9DxdIos3czFdNnUQoPwjKjUEAo6Ye0e617fgcTcyU1VdmksJvCtein_nIiZn4bkRO/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528a+white%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546445294240591602" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘a white / sails sees // a black / sail mourns // a white /shroud keens’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieAP4xGfdWiOBcNqlfKLbEfvACZ99FqRnezj_n-AlDAJzvmc9Q99d-Hzlim56lp59ZDp31mlHQ22uB1DOizTbSO05ePRY6_qBwHERno1HY74xwPQi2vW-M0rLqOMrf25zz2AGMW69FHIY2/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528pain+of+one+who+goes%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieAP4xGfdWiOBcNqlfKLbEfvACZ99FqRnezj_n-AlDAJzvmc9Q99d-Hzlim56lp59ZDp31mlHQ22uB1DOizTbSO05ePRY6_qBwHERno1HY74xwPQi2vW-M0rLqOMrf25zz2AGMW69FHIY2/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528pain+of+one+who+goes%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546445295105244770" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘pain of one who goes / emptiness of one left behind / the Viking lovers’, KC, after Basho)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">(KC, AF)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:red;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><b face="georgia">At<br /><br /></b></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >The places Basho refers to around Shiogama – named for its salt pans – are out of the way and ordinary, celebrated in poems. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Sand Burn flumes to the sea over pebbles.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Gable-walls of the ruined chapel, famed for Maol Rubha.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Pines, worthy of remark because so little Caledonian Forest remains.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Gruinard, memorable for anthrax experiments and the sheep who died as a result.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.................</span>pAtriotic</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..........</span>scieNtists</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">......</span>suggesTed –</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..................</span>sHhhh! –</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........</span>secRet</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >chemicAl</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">........................</span>eXperiments</span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style=""> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbYR4Wo7zc1wpevmBZydvxzTYkghmU5tayBHBA_XONmPhRYLF98ngVdMGloVOT4IMFtBvgNXOwXtqLOl_tTziQLIYdP6BvR3rveO0UY6dJY2_5AVTTmCUzr64lQQBvV8uNyY5iWlAskxLs/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528patriotic+scientists%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbYR4Wo7zc1wpevmBZydvxzTYkghmU5tayBHBA_XONmPhRYLF98ngVdMGloVOT4IMFtBvgNXOwXtqLOl_tTziQLIYdP6BvR3rveO0UY6dJY2_5AVTTmCUzr64lQQBvV8uNyY5iWlAskxLs/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528patriotic+scientists%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546445302901302386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >(KC, AF)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><b face="georgia">Until the Day Break: The Chapel of Sand<br /><br /></b></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXy8z3ifBA7Xb3H-d0J1hrbo1xZbwBTgLSNVRIl1Q7cquclxRZlKz0_5v0ueOwW-ZuIE_PKilalE8xOyQOXmZ5V5QaqOvjqc0p980HsjZNMXUV0nYoKhrsjVzLPNi81K7Q-WTmJKXQXsjp/s1600/24+Sand+Chapel+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXy8z3ifBA7Xb3H-d0J1hrbo1xZbwBTgLSNVRIl1Q7cquclxRZlKz0_5v0ueOwW-ZuIE_PKilalE8xOyQOXmZ5V5QaqOvjqc0p980HsjZNMXUV0nYoKhrsjVzLPNi81K7Q-WTmJKXQXsjp/s400/24+Sand+Chapel+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546445303938295602" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Sand Chapel</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69bTf4egbyEtVKfaS-1xEqmQESKl8CRwnx_MBUBnf77iZABlCX43x0HHYwO75Yoa1T2PLenVLN0Zle1xFoAd7sXt-v030-0AF4rNoXGERdHgkJ__Bj8pnnzTuAuQdemj8trck4m9Xjr3F/s1600/Repairing+the+Sand+Chapel.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69bTf4egbyEtVKfaS-1xEqmQESKl8CRwnx_MBUBnf77iZABlCX43x0HHYwO75Yoa1T2PLenVLN0Zle1xFoAd7sXt-v030-0AF4rNoXGERdHgkJ__Bj8pnnzTuAuQdemj8trck4m9Xjr3F/s400/Repairing+the+Sand+Chapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546445308840537010" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Repairing the Sand Chapel</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFxdgX8dUp5BJVtfpFvVwFqhDdaSxjzwRPzmzFfif1WvirUa9-vspxnKYIxOHY2ZHU_6C_gCmQ_wDqWzKpLcuOYzmjzlSXVrdrLNqhcLMhIp1d1OeWJs7sgLTMXqx96flMXkwXtDSzP61/s1600/Until+the+day+break.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFxdgX8dUp5BJVtfpFvVwFqhDdaSxjzwRPzmzFfif1WvirUa9-vspxnKYIxOHY2ZHU_6C_gCmQ_wDqWzKpLcuOYzmjzlSXVrdrLNqhcLMhIp1d1OeWJs7sgLTMXqx96flMXkwXtDSzP61/s400/Until+the+day+break.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546448567515269858" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Gravestone, Sand Chapel</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Bay’s grey, and the far mountains; sea’s grey. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCr7s5ZZ-iKFsbofb_IaZ-0UzFfL4kI_B2Tp0Q36r4VhMuhQ8jwNUM-y8_fuHIX_Qu0zfoBe68iK0ZYgQ7dC3uZfnjp51jZKc2ZT9mewTHGJYxo4iMpCcd98lRx8HgZSUN1wjzqxAeR8qh/s1600/circle+poem+%2528the+waves+fetch%2529.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCr7s5ZZ-iKFsbofb_IaZ-0UzFfL4kI_B2Tp0Q36r4VhMuhQ8jwNUM-y8_fuHIX_Qu0zfoBe68iK0ZYgQ7dC3uZfnjp51jZKc2ZT9mewTHGJYxo4iMpCcd98lRx8HgZSUN1wjzqxAeR8qh/s400/circle+poem+%2528the+waves+fetch%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546448563075817250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 circle poem (the waves fetch)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;">for Matthew Hollis</i><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >The lichens drift grey waves on the graves</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZVRpffO3cBGaMCdnv0CU5uMVBXWev3_zdOTjGWeHm3VP_CzB02jfdc-gca3yS8Un4wPFQaxoU7ze41FodXOoLhe1kDapoiZyusRs8TBEOrEEFtYOe429LBJkGc4dKmpkkhiZI_gJ6Joc/s1600/Lichen+Waves+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZVRpffO3cBGaMCdnv0CU5uMVBXWev3_zdOTjGWeHm3VP_CzB02jfdc-gca3yS8Un4wPFQaxoU7ze41FodXOoLhe1kDapoiZyusRs8TBEOrEEFtYOe429LBJkGc4dKmpkkhiZI_gJ6Joc/s400/Lichen+Waves+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546448576056142690" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 wave grave</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Even the tea for today’s a ‘Black Spiral’, like the tangled bladderpops on the beach.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJDnnPy_0iE4-JkLIUV6WmBItdL-iR9UutOfw7bnr6lTpOxq3Y5EHtm-pHuTLn0wdbgXoHISaFKc8kGv4AKG0rxFdO2PSwMAx_NlS-qw9CNge6UPG7wkjF4qkllLO1nSgPhLObKkQ9wit/s1600/Black-Spiral.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJDnnPy_0iE4-JkLIUV6WmBItdL-iR9UutOfw7bnr6lTpOxq3Y5EHtm-pHuTLn0wdbgXoHISaFKc8kGv4AKG0rxFdO2PSwMAx_NlS-qw9CNge6UPG7wkjF4qkllLO1nSgPhLObKkQ9wit/s400/Black-Spiral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546448577682015330" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 tea-moon (Black Spiral)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >But there are colours to be found.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJh7DK364z9eKSkehM9qpTs1zGCtMd16QRIhhFtHFq5MHraMNHWg9WxcZYYPlYN-_W691tmPm8DPR2HL3dj4g8QWxx3FbADExh50EtVxO-RaMGKAsTEX2-ZW2aMq0B-bTNuiYTtGXQxzl/s1600/14%2527s+vein.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJh7DK364z9eKSkehM9qpTs1zGCtMd16QRIhhFtHFq5MHraMNHWg9WxcZYYPlYN-_W691tmPm8DPR2HL3dj4g8QWxx3FbADExh50EtVxO-RaMGKAsTEX2-ZW2aMq0B-bTNuiYTtGXQxzl/s400/14%2527s+vein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546449636342131042" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >14s for Isobel (red pebble vein)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmIo8lBWemV5mvFJApyOk5KqluC6KJkw2eWbrfPtJ0DhsQrGLfeohaNv3xHoZhsX_u0CHc9hSQ8EB-HC9pWeTKr5_S4jGdHqP0WVZGQ5uzJaSs9AQvl6aDh0DI-VxhX887sEwGmDXlPzE/s1600/14%2527s+shells.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmIo8lBWemV5mvFJApyOk5KqluC6KJkw2eWbrfPtJ0DhsQrGLfeohaNv3xHoZhsX_u0CHc9hSQ8EB-HC9pWeTKr5_S4jGdHqP0WVZGQ5uzJaSs9AQvl6aDh0DI-VxhX887sEwGmDXlPzE/s400/14%2527s+shells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546449640642434674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >14s for Isobel (shells)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlIW-6oTj8FYDjyYqRr_8RFvMDqQnEQzpe9o_9EPdeknbTecK6t9vWxSwlYtbK1NRZbShb0DTFo9GNcj9fzFQi7cNDf6Cef3JN-baidLLsi0wWrzJ-_lgIzKWwlscEbQ0wFaO2_wkkAZqQ/s1600/fourteen+red+periwinkles+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlIW-6oTj8FYDjyYqRr_8RFvMDqQnEQzpe9o_9EPdeknbTecK6t9vWxSwlYtbK1NRZbShb0DTFo9GNcj9fzFQi7cNDf6Cef3JN-baidLLsi0wWrzJ-_lgIzKWwlscEbQ0wFaO2_wkkAZqQ/s400/fourteen+red+periwinkles+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546449656960474898" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >14s for Isobel (Periwinkles)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRB9FiMZVQw5PmXkyccWjbCVDDImSSgbew1-eTrbjFzJqwhDYycWLJqZM0au4jQXDebUkHE0cxd0b4DHcOYGi0hYK39uTFm79JH0WJ74jLrJrdO8J9ovLvh5YdnSLKg93U9sCICR-naZN4/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528a+dram-psalm%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRB9FiMZVQw5PmXkyccWjbCVDDImSSgbew1-eTrbjFzJqwhDYycWLJqZM0au4jQXDebUkHE0cxd0b4DHcOYGi0hYK39uTFm79JH0WJ74jLrJrdO8J9ovLvh5YdnSLKg93U9sCICR-naZN4/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528a+dram-psalm%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546449670263394770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label, Sand Chapel</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span style=""> </span>(‘a dram-psalm / to carry as / far as Aber’, KC, for Rhodri Davies)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyPxdQPPlvjYzs_XTM-ak-E7fFGRx2SCDHPrI2QTAzdGonqcaY3-D8YlQKscaKyKHu0fHLHGf65ysbhW9u4qTTLXQL56doFI7Xg_ghb2lEtjxNSu_8qqsJgxzU_qQ-5JEFHNKjPNT6_OdL/s1600/%2527SAND%2527.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyPxdQPPlvjYzs_XTM-ak-E7fFGRx2SCDHPrI2QTAzdGonqcaY3-D8YlQKscaKyKHu0fHLHGf65ysbhW9u4qTTLXQL56doFI7Xg_ghb2lEtjxNSu_8qqsJgxzU_qQ-5JEFHNKjPNT6_OdL/s400/%2527SAND%2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546449677703692866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >SAND</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >The Church fulfils its name, being preserved with faith and sandbags, filled from the beach.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-8kHcOdwF99XPEc2n0nFtFVVPeC2-8p4T2f5_P43at_nS2cY4CzWqLXBcYrTx4ZOIAcWFcUf_CstFo0A_fESkTf0sVjTGWIGDtnEV7qgcgcUFxusYqOtCNbrSBArAfbDOflKyiSYftHY/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528seasalt%2529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-8kHcOdwF99XPEc2n0nFtFVVPeC2-8p4T2f5_P43at_nS2cY4CzWqLXBcYrTx4ZOIAcWFcUf_CstFo0A_fESkTf0sVjTGWIGDtnEV7qgcgcUFxusYqOtCNbrSBArAfbDOflKyiSYftHY/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528seasalt%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546450770226168354" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label, Sand Chapel</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘seasalt/spray // honeycomb / stone // redsand/strand’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >We enter beyond the No Entry sign to libate.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcfIp1e1orG2Vh-2PBXISl7PxQJonCe_IfCNZHSnXCeccoNan5hyDFY9svoOXfcYstv6a23I29IOYdc8Erh-LrLWU8aUp0qVFMkogSR7jFepB8om_aw1P2x_Jn6BKljAbdr9G09RhdmR3/s1600/Basho+pre-libation.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcfIp1e1orG2Vh-2PBXISl7PxQJonCe_IfCNZHSnXCeccoNan5hyDFY9svoOXfcYstv6a23I29IOYdc8Erh-LrLWU8aUp0qVFMkogSR7jFepB8om_aw1P2x_Jn6BKljAbdr9G09RhdmR3/s400/Basho+pre-libation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546450773006083426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Basho pre-libation </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUl2As2StVyQYhd914-Cx2VXiFcA9UT3qFPH5G62xD5gPQpmjmfgsb3920q7Ku5v-rGhExqNif6cUQ58EhnnmAcP2y5cWIjPiaK69TTp09CE45eOfSP04XgH0D1blzWwUIKgO5hQebBQlk/s1600/Sora+libating.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUl2As2StVyQYhd914-Cx2VXiFcA9UT3qFPH5G62xD5gPQpmjmfgsb3920q7Ku5v-rGhExqNif6cUQ58EhnnmAcP2y5cWIjPiaK69TTp09CE45eOfSP04XgH0D1blzWwUIKgO5hQebBQlk/s400/Sora+libating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546450782656954002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 Sora’s Libation</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXLMAp6NNNV0uOXyrVkPnmsvp6ehpfllntNmnMFLA44WHMxqV2sXeUskE6bg5gLwnLT0vNDa30aG228DWZYmnF33Z5-es1fMqPC3ct9GwSVw2TFDFMhNqrSplPAIEERUas2qcVGCK9iOM/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528the+sea%2527s%2529+1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXLMAp6NNNV0uOXyrVkPnmsvp6ehpfllntNmnMFLA44WHMxqV2sXeUskE6bg5gLwnLT0vNDa30aG228DWZYmnF33Z5-es1fMqPC3ct9GwSVw2TFDFMhNqrSplPAIEERUas2qcVGCK9iOM/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528the+sea%2527s%2529+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546450784284355282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘the sea’s / ease // at rest / in the // Sand / Chapel’, AF)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >A last dandelion waits for a favourable wind.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGQnM4K4CBTDkPVGsBZhiZlH2RqsGWlnVdhoU7FTQaYjJfTKxvnf4qy_zPNtpxhi_7455AUYEg074bMzgPugD71Iucoale5_EI7qxRUKMWRjGxkA3iTavynPU70BFL_yIyMBvXfnReimF/s1600/24+hokku-label+%2528blown%2529+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGQnM4K4CBTDkPVGsBZhiZlH2RqsGWlnVdhoU7FTQaYjJfTKxvnf4qy_zPNtpxhi_7455AUYEg074bMzgPugD71Iucoale5_EI7qxRUKMWRjGxkA3iTavynPU70BFL_yIyMBvXfnReimF/s400/24+hokku-label+%2528blown%2529+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546450791625793778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >24 hokku-label</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >(‘blown / COLUMBA / across / DONAN / Alba / MAELRUBHA’, KC)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><b style="font-family: georgia;"> </b><br /><b style="font-family: georgia;">Lovesong: Written in Sand<br /><br /></b></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >At Masshozan Temple Basho wanders among graves beneath pines, reflecting on death and the separation of lovers, <span style="">recalling Po Chu-i's ‘Song of the Everlasting Sorrow’.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;">‘We told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world</i><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;">That we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one,</i><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;">And to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree.’</i><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;"> </i><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >tr. Witter Bynner</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7JUSma0oTOg2V6kEH50C4oijzZKNAOMEo_w7Fh53VzixKL_-zApdtBKdNAY6bWMqYCexKqqWoJ-X9eFBrqfS3rEC7-qWH78rS7ktvRF72saHzgCf1hPppxnYoMeql59_w0wkdzHGvB56/s1600/24+circle+poem+spreading+our+wings.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7JUSma0oTOg2V6kEH50C4oijzZKNAOMEo_w7Fh53VzixKL_-zApdtBKdNAY6bWMqYCexKqqWoJ-X9eFBrqfS3rEC7-qWH78rS7ktvRF72saHzgCf1hPppxnYoMeql59_w0wkdzHGvB56/s400/24+circle+poem+spreading+our+wings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547556130018141714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >24 circle poem (spreading our wings sharing our eyes)</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /><i style="font-family: georgia;">oku love-poem</i><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >the flamed warmth</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >of whisky recalls</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >the swilled warmth</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >of tea that rhymes</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >with the warmth of the fire</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >smoored beside us</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >echoed in the warmth</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >of your body breathing softly</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >and that other warmth</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >no words can describe</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-US" > </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeHDcomBMIVf7CdcgfJwDUHqjBFKnt2cSfAndP-6EvV7h-7AYf8dlTRliF9VNGM3G3ajfwOOT7QW7DhlQxu7tOYJWPl_jNzwHzWpMXJQz7yGxMur0EQdrtHiyWO03D8NjGx6CqPDvxyV6X/s1600/24+circle+poem%252C+One+goose+-+blog+friendly.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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/></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >quhar broun ert's sib tæ green –</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >So move</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >yourself. Your path's away, over the ditch, where brown</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >earth's next to green.</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Robert Alan Jamieson</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVSKKeVKtPnqCkwO2nvbd4BRqXO3hzSCgfR7ffZKV2WMkrdTZ0CXnUUXvMHm4QAC2M8nW_OHOfO3tm7zecqxFCRTItjB3tetz3KkIkbJkJMZfrCSb5VxmQzvVo45yMjtieqY-nvn2goc/s1600/IMG_3498.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVSKKeVKtPnqCkwO2nvbd4BRqXO3hzSCgfR7ffZKV2WMkrdTZ0CXnUUXvMHm4QAC2M8nW_OHOfO3tm7zecqxFCRTItjB3tetz3KkIkbJkJMZfrCSb5VxmQzvVo45yMjtieqY-nvn2goc/s400/IMG_3498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541223999057922322" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >'Desire path' – the thoroughfares that sheep carve in the turf over hundreds of years, graving intimate channels along the contours of the land with their delicate accurate hooves. A walk is like following an electrical circuit: if you try and fight against the current, you run up against fuses, gates, barbed wire, resistors.</span><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgadLUoG4nBUg7-t4fsiMHPvLqHb5Wy85nf-F8qvkzg5GliTfkVV_KHylSi6-krKaoeMwJDQD3JyvcalEVmyxcFIxuTM5U_W98Hc9cbiIFcgJqqW9VSW3E7YhNMDnfxXYpsJ2gtEzlm9F4/s1600/IMG_3379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgadLUoG4nBUg7-t4fsiMHPvLqHb5Wy85nf-F8qvkzg5GliTfkVV_KHylSi6-krKaoeMwJDQD3JyvcalEVmyxcFIxuTM5U_W98Hc9cbiIFcgJqqW9VSW3E7YhNMDnfxXYpsJ2gtEzlm9F4/s400/IMG_3379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541210019606670866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Yes, the land's juxtaposed: the shaved nap of the Asta Golf Course, like a synthetic lawn in a space-station, bulging against the brown heather of the hill. I'm up on the hill, looking down on the two lochans, the green, the Murder Stone in its maelstrom of oaty grass at the edge of the Rough. The busy B9074. The sea and Foula beyond.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifzGfHaWWi48PXpZtaCnXmnntCeT-ASy5fEcYyxUgPR8dIcpkJInhTWtEw3lDY9Jas2aNoL4wdYdO-Bz0XnKVpeA_dJnF5V_o7_xrKy7-1DDPYikG4z89_DyQOLjVGL6gcCnMHBZvrTQg/s1600/IMG_3477.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifzGfHaWWi48PXpZtaCnXmnntCeT-ASy5fEcYyxUgPR8dIcpkJInhTWtEw3lDY9Jas2aNoL4wdYdO-Bz0XnKVpeA_dJnF5V_o7_xrKy7-1DDPYikG4z89_DyQOLjVGL6gcCnMHBZvrTQg/s400/IMG_3477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541226233834280754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >This is not a walking place and I'm like Robert Alan's outcast, fighting the flow. My energy's expended wading through the shallow loch, fighting the wind, dithering sheepily along the fence, on the wrong side, losing my desire path. The heather catches at my ankles whilst my wellies smear over the roots, my tendons strained.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVBemtkDeRuhf9pmOsghydCS2-dIftLdkY-nXXYXm4EZfl1k4NF3BNyOQeiSCVO09URkfCVQgoMXOTRRxBKvB50MFNnBmQ9J6HyQREDU2MPg5Rhr7jBDppk7OpIXnOkfLVJ9ppWzmyx0/s1600/IMG_3384.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVBemtkDeRuhf9pmOsghydCS2-dIftLdkY-nXXYXm4EZfl1k4NF3BNyOQeiSCVO09URkfCVQgoMXOTRRxBKvB50MFNnBmQ9J6HyQREDU2MPg5Rhr7jBDppk7OpIXnOkfLVJ9ppWzmyx0/s400/IMG_3384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541210032187279554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQWS34zSUcezO40609aHgiVxl9DPyDf_Kd3aaJLjBBLPtuJOIhyphenhyphen58NE7ssTctQVlY6l6ymonFPx7qG8KQVaW9lgCv2KqxhxImoA4uSrKPGSbfP-yI_6oXQonJxhWxVaBV8uQzJopEzY8E/s1600/IMG_3406.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQWS34zSUcezO40609aHgiVxl9DPyDf_Kd3aaJLjBBLPtuJOIhyphenhyphen58NE7ssTctQVlY6l6ymonFPx7qG8KQVaW9lgCv2KqxhxImoA4uSrKPGSbfP-yI_6oXQonJxhWxVaBV8uQzJopEzY8E/s400/IMG_3406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541213924921725986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">11 Bog Asphodel | Narthecium ossifragum </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnkpi4VmbMoxnN57jGXVZSOCKpIAlLTMXEq4Kfb77-CofnRFoALXpJwv00iQJxoAZrnPHvwln7DJHyTb_QS2VkQn7PXwR7dcdsj4R2F3ZflvEd4rZjT9VM_HMGfuvJRn52TyCX_NczZo/s1600/IMG_3421.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJnkpi4VmbMoxnN57jGXVZSOCKpIAlLTMXEq4Kfb77-CofnRFoALXpJwv00iQJxoAZrnPHvwln7DJHyTb_QS2VkQn7PXwR7dcdsj4R2F3ZflvEd4rZjT9VM_HMGfuvJRn52TyCX_NczZo/s400/IMG_3421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541213951048643282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">11 Heath Spotted Orchid | Dactylorhiza maculata</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdm1k5UfIejnqZrIzWSGeFatdedQrGzSi3a1G7ZuGQCzvWSY-QJ3OL140Aju_9c6ICfvHNa4fADffNmwxZ-YF1dsZcimM2tPwVB2RTeg_Ivyi8-HMP2sLMG1LaIGt9Esgzniy7cL-9Bt8/s1600/IMG_3419.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdm1k5UfIejnqZrIzWSGeFatdedQrGzSi3a1G7ZuGQCzvWSY-QJ3OL140Aju_9c6ICfvHNa4fADffNmwxZ-YF1dsZcimM2tPwVB2RTeg_Ivyi8-HMP2sLMG1LaIGt9Esgzniy7cL-9Bt8/s400/IMG_3419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541213942313811826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">11 Bog Myrtle | Myrica gale</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I'm grimly singing 'The Wedding March' because, as you may know, the only way to get a parasitical tune out of your head is to sing it out loud. I am singing it and thinking how much I hate marches of all kinds. This reminds me now of a woman my friend and I met on Wainwright's Coast to Coast walk. </span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">A whole lot of Coast-to-Coasters had got bunched together on the North York Moors, a sort of Roman trudge to the Lion at Blakey, along the disused railway. It was hot, really hot, a bronzy air up there, and there'd been a hatch or a mating of some species of winged ant. The ants were irresistibly attracted to our sun-block, clustering round our ears and necks and eyes. We were nearly there when we met this couple. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">"A stretch like this, you just keep marching, tramp tramp tramp; you just grin and bear it and march along the road." The one woman was the spokesperson, rummaging vigorously in her companion's daysack. The other stood patiently, her head down; bore it like a mule. I wondered if she had blisters like I had. I had a blister bigger than my big toe, on my big toe. Every night when our tents were up and I dared unshoe myself, to hobble on feet as fragile as shelled eggs to wash them in a river, in wet grass, in a pub sink, balancing on the other foot, I petted the thick blister of clear sap. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">She indicated the great hairpin the trail made along the valley-head. "Some people would cut across there and try and save themselves, but I say you just stick to it – march, march, march." Then in case we had missed the point: "We're walking on the road. That's what Wainwright did and that's what we're doing." Finally her friend lifted her head. "I hate walking on the road," she said.<span style=""> </span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >In Tingwall, Kristi and I have decided not to walk along the road. We thresh along the very edge of a field of deep rye, wet-wellied, while cars tear round those blind bends like hurled thunderbolts. We cross one of those lovely tenuous rights of way that animals make: a loose zigzag through the wet and swishing stalks. An otter, rabbit or cat.</span><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggHfiHO_VMaXbYrcaHZ4grM0uKACy6aV1JN_Yu4PMmucQejQ_o9NYZfs-qQkT73bZdqEVxykk7T4cyc-JgvZAaBKHag16wrGj6FglEKy-3Q74IuJ7bMklOMCY2wDd6yM4LDbl-Pgy5KOo/s1600/IMG_3496.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggHfiHO_VMaXbYrcaHZ4grM0uKACy6aV1JN_Yu4PMmucQejQ_o9NYZfs-qQkT73bZdqEVxykk7T4cyc-JgvZAaBKHag16wrGj6FglEKy-3Q74IuJ7bMklOMCY2wDd6yM4LDbl-Pgy5KOo/s400/IMG_3496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541223991308323170" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >The air is dense with meadowsweet and midges, and I'm claustrophobic this far inland. Kristi thinks we should the two of us get a boat. I agree. I'm a sicky sailor and have no idea how a boat is driven, parked, maintained, but I'm in that phase where I say Yes unreservedly to all suggestions. A period of Yes is always followed by a tempering spell of No, and that's how I keep things balanced out. Anyway the thought of an ocean-going craft is like a draught of bitter lemon.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LoIayZ48SbORsb8Z81Jk2H-ubPfVtukC4dcRJi6T_TH4xUJ-UU74ajFk4oqR1abQAU7BMgtiKgQtcUyPvMtv2PYbWCPTFiz7835tPrLk3N0FCK16ke5fb4IOKRUywl6P8FwsHwmlXdk/s1600/IMG_3427.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LoIayZ48SbORsb8Z81Jk2H-ubPfVtukC4dcRJi6T_TH4xUJ-UU74ajFk4oqR1abQAU7BMgtiKgQtcUyPvMtv2PYbWCPTFiz7835tPrLk3N0FCK16ke5fb4IOKRUywl6P8FwsHwmlXdk/s400/IMG_3427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541226222452261234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbEeWe0flAKGZRIfEsw5QVuAUKJ_3fpxx1PWs9rsGsdxsfjuZ0Xgx6jb8O8seVLu3R834Cq8U_tyG7vu847VSu0LV70qeyeeSl4xxp1aA9my00RcmUsmiV1fGomDHfpGtseKZJzfo-iA/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbEeWe0flAKGZRIfEsw5QVuAUKJ_3fpxx1PWs9rsGsdxsfjuZ0Xgx6jb8O8seVLu3R834Cq8U_tyG7vu847VSu0LV70qeyeeSl4xxp1aA9my00RcmUsmiV1fGomDHfpGtseKZJzfo-iA/s400/IMG_3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541224642544367570" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I do hate golf courses, even adorned with a Murder Stone and a pair of speccy lochans that will reflect the lovely chocolate light of the hill in winter, also attracting whaups and shalder and tufted duck. I've tried to find a way in, but from the sign 'Preferred Lies' at the gate to the flat calm of the green itself, wealed with bunkers, the migraine of midges, I'm hostile. No bingo bango bongo, here, no Amen Corner. The currents, unlike that of the darting rabbit or otter, are wrong: the verges clogged with meadowsweet, tufted vetch and comfrey. Maybe it's the malevolent magnetism of the Murder Stone.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GFHkCLxNnVdVvpOerd3PAI8y8LSisQqD1o3hxVdBVsQsGX8YI0-4JbBHyMHCjLwsVA_hKbJtvdeEOeYFzr-_TMHCB_ZuvQreUEA5qJeiXViipuRIrGtoMgdGkUV7gLcjkaDlvHsLVdo/s1600/IMG_3375.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GFHkCLxNnVdVvpOerd3PAI8y8LSisQqD1o3hxVdBVsQsGX8YI0-4JbBHyMHCjLwsVA_hKbJtvdeEOeYFzr-_TMHCB_ZuvQreUEA5qJeiXViipuRIrGtoMgdGkUV7gLcjkaDlvHsLVdo/s400/IMG_3375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541210006817955042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.............</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >We returned to Kurobane and from there we went to see the Slaughter Stone of Nasu. [According to legend, when Lady Tamamo, loved by Emperor Konoe (r.1139–1155), was found to be a fox in human guise and was put to death, her fox-soul turned itself into this noxious stone.] </span></span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span><span style="font-style: italic;">The Slaughter Stone was in a mountain niche where there was a hot spring. The stone's poisonous vapors were as yet unspent, and bees and moths lay dead all around in such heaps that one could not see the color of the sand beneath. </span>(Dorothy Britton's translation) </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Tingwall's Murder Stone is meant to be the site of a battle between Malise Sperra, Lord of Skaldale and his cousin Henry Sinclair, the 1st Earl of Orkney, in the 14th century. Malise and seven of his supporters were killed and the stone raised to commemorate his death. It's also said that a murderer could earn himself a pardon if he could run from the Law Ting Holm to the Murder Stone without being caught and killed by his victim's family.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">There is no fox woman, and poisonous vapours or no, the midges are thriving. It's a thick squarish menhir with a chalky scar across its waist and a shaggy pelt of rough green lichen.</span><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITSl89Rjl061sSCBwaAA0rzQ7Z3HWBOLfScjt71wI9IL1HUouqZ64eV31CkqE-sBGn7ffNYre_mwJSkl-_v9JbQMvYAobJu0J7TMMS0ex8O72QeGjlS8z927bcr36U0p_9J_aIVMxwMc/s1600/IMG_3381.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITSl89Rjl061sSCBwaAA0rzQ7Z3HWBOLfScjt71wI9IL1HUouqZ64eV31CkqE-sBGn7ffNYre_mwJSkl-_v9JbQMvYAobJu0J7TMMS0ex8O72QeGjlS8z927bcr36U0p_9J_aIVMxwMc/s400/IMG_3381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541210024101824450" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >We wade through the rough; it's like wading through rapids. We eddy up in a little green tucked below a bluff of gorse and meadowsweet. Soothing soughing of the windmills. The midges find me, the poem doesn't. Just a wee little midge of a poem. Come on poem. </span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">We've augmented the ritualistic victuals: Kristi's brought the thermos of tea, little Yell strawberries, sugar, and those big plain crisps made of thick slices of blistered, but recognisable potato, like insoles. I've got the whisky, oatcakes and serviceable sheepy Manchego. </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >I enjoy the feeling of trespass about as much as I did when I was a child: not at all. The picnic's good though and I think of a little bleat for the tee in the hole and tie it on, a midgy little bleat, and I squash it onto the tag.</span><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsi1MPl_9ovzF490T2L6kgy-YTWmabE_9Cum2I_IESeXvsWSWt-624lUN2FG6Flq6aRP5wQgbTOYWrmL3roH53ri_i60DjMTIz68mzNs5UXOj6DFdovDNjc0DsD1GDheHZwX9ZPhhmjk/s1600/IMG_3545.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsi1MPl_9ovzF490T2L6kgy-YTWmabE_9Cum2I_IESeXvsWSWt-624lUN2FG6Flq6aRP5wQgbTOYWrmL3roH53ri_i60DjMTIz68mzNs5UXOj6DFdovDNjc0DsD1GDheHZwX9ZPhhmjk/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541224683094815394" border="0" /></a></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8UVEoCVvYqe8DG_GSXDZ7YsUVIWliHd8rppc0bDspPdZ35-Diep1uMpTQc74wlMZqL3-lHquxeLpjUKubtF2gaZrkydsqyXyIh2UT3uu0GlDQ2hTEmseDGt4NBSPxZg7UvsZKy2RlRIE/s1600/IMG_3541.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8UVEoCVvYqe8DG_GSXDZ7YsUVIWliHd8rppc0bDspPdZ35-Diep1uMpTQc74wlMZqL3-lHquxeLpjUKubtF2gaZrkydsqyXyIh2UT3uu0GlDQ2hTEmseDGt4NBSPxZg7UvsZKy2RlRIE/s400/IMG_3541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541226243036929122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkbNe4LU8f7IjUzsruB0TdbKH2VkS71eeLjNHbZVIksJMqWcc2B4ycncA0IxpxpJxr7GSGPb8oFmZknR8XQ5WmwoM05S_LpkADMCviFjP1g1CtNNyc0lyq2rXHV13WKqqhP5sN5_hT21M/s1600/IMG_3559.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkbNe4LU8f7IjUzsruB0TdbKH2VkS71eeLjNHbZVIksJMqWcc2B4ycncA0IxpxpJxr7GSGPb8oFmZknR8XQ5WmwoM05S_LpkADMCviFjP1g1CtNNyc0lyq2rXHV13WKqqhP5sN5_hT21M/s400/IMG_3559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541225269962971186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >bunker picnic – straw-</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br />berry tea and the wind tur-</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br />bines softly soughing</span> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">We lie back on the soft pallet of the green. The eddy of midges passes over us. It's like sinking into the mesopelagic zone. Darkening and the sponge of the air sopping up the loch. Cooling, thank god. And we make a shared wish, and for want of a bough to tie it on, I tie it on to the surface of the Loch, and it gently floats away. Then we tee up a strawberry at the whatevernth hole.</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NOGttBLJJjBlQDqYdueP7mJ0iuMKKttoP1jLklVoArKdJq7xQciPzAoUKDYf0oa_nPPVo5QT-ee-Xl3zCZIkyAebXM-uSbLvc-wOWi5DyDcILuFgJ2GfZ3TPMx4JWDdrIYPYhwHa_vg/s1600/IMG_3549.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3NOGttBLJJjBlQDqYdueP7mJ0iuMKKttoP1jLklVoArKdJq7xQciPzAoUKDYf0oa_nPPVo5QT-ee-Xl3zCZIkyAebXM-uSbLvc-wOWi5DyDcILuFgJ2GfZ3TPMx4JWDdrIYPYhwHa_vg/s400/IMG_3549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541225227363773730" border="0" /></a></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations</span><br /></p><p face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal">Tingwall's <a href="http://www.stonepages.com/ancient_scotland/sites/tingwall.htm">Murder Stone</a> touches on the Japanese mythological <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/91825681@N00/2994114853/">sesshoseki</a>, a stone inhabited by a disembodied spirit and said to kill those who touch it. <a href="http://www.stonepages.com/ancient_scotland/list.htm">Paola Arosio and Diego Meozzi </a>have indexed Scotland's own ancient standing stones.</p><a name="Jen Coda"></a><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">coda</span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"> </span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">'This is the first poem I've made in a long time. I've missed the feeling. I re-read Harryette Mullen's <span style="font-style: italic;">Sleeping With the Dictionary </span>recently. A kind of permission in there to do what you must to make language new. You know how hard it is with landscapes sometimes to get beyond the O.S. All this time I've been interested in babble and in the senseless chatter that invades into your dwindling consciousness as you're falling asleep, wanting to lighten my controlling hand, letting the toxic fallout of the Murder Stone warp the language, but hanging on to a sense of the place and mood, and a procession through these'<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tocsin</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">after Harryette Mullen</span><br /><br />The bog's blithe nymph pishing through mishapens: big Aspergers,<br />Parson-grass, Fitting Orchis breach<br />a wonderwall of rusted iron.<br /></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Think of the desire path, mangoes of Sunday and tortoise-shell,</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">hopes too big and hot until they reap the high pith which sweeps the meek along. Hate</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">that wedding march, cuckold spit and span,</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">knee-deep weather.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Parrotism of nudges, and that meddling song works my what like a wig-worm.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">The ordure stone broadcasts its dilute curse, a tocsin.<br />The opalescent parturition and the piss-take: gophers trundling a wilderness,<br />spraying their pocked roe, unpursing it from tender caddies,<br />as if to split it with the stick and spray it with the milt;<br />we've weirder ways to fertilise.<br /><br />Berks, darlings and debbie-calls-them horse-cures, and bops,<br />imploding from the hearkening. Thoughtfully, the sea's lift-offish vacancies,</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">blurred with fetch and carry.</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">Fatty orchids, the bog's</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">blue lymph slumping through marsh avens</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">bog asphodel, grass of parnassus</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the bridge a wobbleboard<br />of rusted iron<br /><br />*<br /><br />Adrift of the desire path<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">draining mangroves<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">of sundew and tormentil.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Hooves too hot and big<br />until they hit the desire path<br />which sweeps me along<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">like a seabean or satellite<br /><br />through cuckoo spit<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">and knee deep heather<br /><br />*<br /><br />paroxysm of midges</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">that Mendelsohn march in my head</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">like a hookworm<br /><br />a dog barking furiously across<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">the valley<br /><br />*<br /><br />the opulent park and<br />the mussed rough</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">golfers becalmed</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">on the course trundling<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">widdershins<br /><br />spraying their pocked roe<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">and pursuing it with<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">tenacious caddies<br /><br />as if to spray them<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">with the milt<br /><br />*<br /><br />the murder stone broadcasts</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">its dilute curse<br /><br />*<br /><br />thankfully the sea's<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">lavish verges blued<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">with vetch and comfrey<br /><br />bees, starlings, and davey</span><br /><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">calls them horse-gocks<br /><br />and whaups exploding<br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">from the heather</span><br /><br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"></p>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-77785865685519179642010-11-05T14:24:00.000-07:002010-11-16T02:24:03.917-08:00(34) Outlandia<div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">‘How can one square longing</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />for distance with settledness.’</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">– Friederike Mayrocker, tr. by Richard Dove</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Could you think and write your way past Romanticism and if so where would you get to?</span></span></span></i></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">– Tracey Warr</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our mountain temple, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ryushakuji</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is the mountain hut, Outlandia</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeqaQMEBXc-PlDs20VAnsJgd58KsNm-yl7nVZ33wzFvoj8dWaRO-0OheYPEUY5qfG5kNu6h63TM_SoXBwWbFFWvbAnYv2f0YI4SmYeWqNbB6WN75LKFoUKBVv3aj4TfaZOBSV8OleQfXQ/s1600/34+in+the+demesne+of+Lochaber.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeqaQMEBXc-PlDs20VAnsJgd58KsNm-yl7nVZ33wzFvoj8dWaRO-0OheYPEUY5qfG5kNu6h63TM_SoXBwWbFFWvbAnYv2f0YI4SmYeWqNbB6WN75LKFoUKBVv3aj4TfaZOBSV8OleQfXQ/s400/34+in+the+demesne+of+Lochaber.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538588820462524402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">In the desmesne of </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Lochaber</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> the mountain </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">platform</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> called </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Founded by </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">London Fieldworks</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, unusually </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">spruce</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> quiet place. "You must go and see it," </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Malcolm</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> urged; from here </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">off past The Fort a mile or so</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Sun not yet </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">out</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Reserved space at </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">chalet nearby</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, then climbed to </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">platform</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> on </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">slope</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. This mountain one of rocky </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">slopes, larch plantations and birch, brown needles and stone and smooth moss, and at the end of the boardwalk hut </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">doors locked, no sound. </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Unlocked the door, opened the window catch with the key and sat down, composing the view, sublime</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> scene, profound quietness, heart/mind open clear.</span></span></span></p><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">silence itself is</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />in the rock absorbing</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />cicada sounds</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />silence is inside</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />before we arrive</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />after we leave</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Basho, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Oku no hosomichi</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, May 27 (July 13) 1689, Ryushakuki Temple</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, Ken Cockburn</span></span></span><i style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, the road north</span></span></i><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, August 22, 2010, Outlandia</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsUUTCGQ1HIETgWHYqZNuaDuhx1gXy9lPEuCb_9XomjjLCbHqLsYdEkh_8ahGLVzIug3Y4VOzxfzytmYAsHD-HrZ93hiDowKgtBVPzcKvnxYOq9ogbsr86EAwBmTRhZODs_xV_O_wNkeQ/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528silence+is+inside%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsUUTCGQ1HIETgWHYqZNuaDuhx1gXy9lPEuCb_9XomjjLCbHqLsYdEkh_8ahGLVzIug3Y4VOzxfzytmYAsHD-HrZ93hiDowKgtBVPzcKvnxYOq9ogbsr86EAwBmTRhZODs_xV_O_wNkeQ/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528silence+is+inside%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538588825065906610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(‘Silence is inside / before we arrive / after we go’, AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">]</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCQ1njvK5X9A90PzykWA2oRv_flu5POqad-dHqIuWJ1a2zKYXYr0lWnibbRoa7Vu3PJg53OLbR2D-xOYliTLFnoVT8bkBk7ht0sss3djP3AXZXd7SkmhfCy3ujUc87XWU_mFxt1jwVUY/s1600/34+circle+poem+-+silent+inside+%2528blogger%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLCQ1njvK5X9A90PzykWA2oRv_flu5POqad-dHqIuWJ1a2zKYXYr0lWnibbRoa7Vu3PJg53OLbR2D-xOYliTLFnoVT8bkBk7ht0sss3djP3AXZXd7SkmhfCy3ujUc87XWU_mFxt1jwVUY/s400/34+circle+poem+-+silent+inside+%2528blogger%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538664105964049362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34circle poem (silence)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Lime Tree</span></span></span></b></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Before we go to the mountain hut we’ve a reading to do at the Lime Tree in Fort William, hosted by Tracey, Bruce & Jo. I have in my head it’s a café but the hotel receptionist is quick to point out they’ve a Michelin-starred chef. And its own gallery, where we read. Here we meet our first Outlandians: Jo and Bruce of London Fieldworks and their toddler son Jetson, Tracey Warr – artist, writer, mentor – who's been walk-commuting to the hut for the past week, Alex and Margaret who've lived their lives on and around the Ben, and Norman, ex-champ downhill skier, who built the hut.</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The reading's a review of the road so far, with verses criss-crossing our many places. Eck reads his mesostics ‘F-O-R-E-D-W-I-N-M-O-R-G-A-N, i.m. ‘Yeddie’, who died two days previously, and whose toast we continue to declaim, ‘</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Schiehallion! Schiehallion! Schiehallion!’.</span></span></i></span></p> <div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(KC)</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">What is Outlandia?</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken and I read the station, Ryushakuki | Outlandia. For Basho’s journey this was the pivot of enligtenment: </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">profound quietness, heart/mind open clear. </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Could this guide Jo & Bruce in their need to determine the purpose of their hut: </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">what is Outlandia?</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> What is its silence? </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Bruce and I chat about the renga platforms I’d made in the 90s, which share with Outlandia the fundamentals of inscape and outlook. All I can advise is wait, don’t worry you don’t yet know what you’ve made; use determines meaning; walls and windows gather patina over time. </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Let use-</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">less</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">-ness be this hut’s Outlandish virtue. Allow each resident – for by definition anyone who visits has been an ‘artist-in-residence’ – to answer the question </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">why am I here</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> on the walk up the steep path, to answer in their own way on the walk down. Word spreads composite definition(s). </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Listening, the people at the reading are welcomed into that process of definition.</span></span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Apache Ranch</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Next morning we head for the Fort, Outlandia bound, playing </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Neil Young’s Jukebox</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, as we pass by one of Eck’s iconic memory-buildings, from bus trips of yore.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCkqQA08KAxeCsJVNbpPh2rsHzsyczr40cz2Ni6UzF6Gp74dS-dvwela9lPmFAkW9Rh60j-nIfqKG1-_7yFxdlS5KL9jX_t0XvfEB4vaz5mRc1HuGteWuHff-i3CSoQ-1jGkK7gsBXlvo/s1600/34+Great+Glen+Cattle+Ranch.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCkqQA08KAxeCsJVNbpPh2rsHzsyczr40cz2Ni6UzF6Gp74dS-dvwela9lPmFAkW9Rh60j-nIfqKG1-_7yFxdlS5KL9jX_t0XvfEB4vaz5mRc1HuGteWuHff-i3CSoQ-1jGkK7gsBXlvo/s400/34+Great+Glen+Cattle+Ranch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538588836931439490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Great Glen Cattle Ranch</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We mosey around, then Eck goes back to the car, opens the doors and turns up the volume, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">nerr-now nerr-nerr-now nerr-nerr-nooow – Apache!</span></span></i></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/34%20apache%21.mp3">34 audio, Apache</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></p><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_atB28qJ8HH7HdKp77USIpGwcScwbv-0x-BnhBT2SvUOdxAp8oC81nsDr4u3r4j2Xu2FATLBbvlrsH4maBat6roS2797gj_7f5ou4PxvEf0ImQXYStrIYSJA1IasjxofY6Mwc3NqRu44/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528ranch-hands+%2526%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_atB28qJ8HH7HdKp77USIpGwcScwbv-0x-BnhBT2SvUOdxAp8oC81nsDr4u3r4j2Xu2FATLBbvlrsH4maBat6roS2797gj_7f5ou4PxvEf0ImQXYStrIYSJA1IasjxofY6Mwc3NqRu44/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528ranch-hands+%2526%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538686182011420146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('ranch-hands & stockmen & cowboys / & steers & cattle & collies / all lost in the clouds', KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(KC)</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Braveheart to Boardwalk</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Jo & Bruce </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">imagined</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> Outlandia; Malc and Niall of Malcolm Fraser Architects – we stayed with Malcolm at </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/52-lochailort.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Lochailort</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> – designed it; but Norman had the task of construction on this remote hillside. From Braveheart car park we take the steep peat track up – Up! – to Cow Hill . There are other routes in, one by Dun Dearsail, via the West Highland Way.</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">These verses are our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandian word-map</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, intermixed with words of Li Qi, Friedericke Mayrocker, Norman Clark and Tracey Warr. (The ‘angels’ wings’ are secular, being funghi).</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia</span></span></span></i></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">bright rowanberries</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />show the way –</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the path’s ditch’s</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />edged with alders</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />scarlet rowans</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />and the last late wet</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />wild rasps of summer</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />seasons change</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />raspberry darkens</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">to bramble</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />life’s path’s</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />light and shade</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />a raindrop</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />about to fall</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Norman says imagine this walk up</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />with a plank of wood</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />heavy on your back</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">how can one square longing</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">for distance with settledness?</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">could you think and write</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">your way past Romanticism</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">if so</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">where would you get to?</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />drifting to the end</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />of the boardwalk</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />we'll be havin’ some fun</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />clouds come and go</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />like a carousel</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />walks come and go to</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">it’s all “making-up”</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">and “making real”’</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />the most dangerous thing</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />was the dropping of the bags</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />of concrete from the sky</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />clearing a stand of spruce</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />to make a hut of larch</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />made from the trees cleared</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(though they’d to be helicoptered</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />back up the slope)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">this hut has a mast</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">this is a crow’s nest</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />a woodshed</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />this building</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">is a window</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />with walls wrapped around</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">this is an Odd Pod</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />an A-dream</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />a toadstool</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">this shoogle-shack</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />will give you vertigo</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">its floor is</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">a frottage cottage</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">its roof</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />an angel’s wing</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />this is Larch View</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />along Mushroom Lane</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />this mountain home</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />used to belong to Han Shan</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />to all those who come here </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />what’s before you is silence</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">and what comes after you</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">is silence</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />so leave something behind </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />but nothing on the ground</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />ridges & peaks lean over</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />desk and chair</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the log’s rings</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">a silent record</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />out of the window</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />down the hill</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">into the world</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />mist rising up from the dim lush glen</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />people walking up into mist</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />people & gods</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">linked by the view before us</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />in these Highlands</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />angels’ wings</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />thrive at altitude</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />walk at the foot of Mount Fuji</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />gaze up at the snowy peak</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">play our new game</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />paper–cloud–mountain</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></i></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">cloud obscures mountain</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />paper absorbs cloud</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />mountain pulps paper</span></span></span></i></span></div> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMx6ocG3gqhKsl_yCnGG6cj7C73rp-5WeWJSoueTTkxRWUMCWHr9dWtxMONMSkqs28MGNW0fcFQXNV5eLIwHzNcfjiEYpmSzCHKxWzeQJjE9lcv25CMrpIdbpJmhtMGmgTF7kM1LdNfYc/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528our+new+game+is%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMx6ocG3gqhKsl_yCnGG6cj7C73rp-5WeWJSoueTTkxRWUMCWHr9dWtxMONMSkqs28MGNW0fcFQXNV5eLIwHzNcfjiEYpmSzCHKxWzeQJjE9lcv25CMrpIdbpJmhtMGmgTF7kM1LdNfYc/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528our+new+game+is%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538646180706802402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('our new game is / paper cloud mountain / cloud obscures mountain / paper absorbs cloud / mountain pulps paper', AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmxiKy3rO-TdwJECP13nIYHYS_cLl5RDw1kAORZYrbrh6gM2tQWFyyxMmmHfXV1NMrPZKsK_lV-BYifiogvEwDMQKZXgATz_eDP2HTXd432x80mbFNVHPn-LXjJiEioi5XTpNZ7zWhgjo/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528the+last%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmxiKy3rO-TdwJECP13nIYHYS_cLl5RDw1kAORZYrbrh6gM2tQWFyyxMmmHfXV1NMrPZKsK_lV-BYifiogvEwDMQKZXgATz_eDP2HTXd432x80mbFNVHPn-LXjJiEioi5XTpNZ7zWhgjo/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528the+last%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538646189919606114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('the last / late wet / wild rasp / of summer', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM4gYhEEh0O_uLrctJjZLamCH8TuIIPnCfrFoGRRSliESGa65Mv7xETR8hoRkLL9dhaydUWg1WDy1A438KiAyM8jqBeHN53rgWhvo062MJmZr7nu-x_n30pCROZE730_HTOoONkPd6QBk/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528life+is+a+path%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM4gYhEEh0O_uLrctJjZLamCH8TuIIPnCfrFoGRRSliESGa65Mv7xETR8hoRkLL9dhaydUWg1WDy1A438KiAyM8jqBeHN53rgWhvo062MJmZr7nu-x_n30pCROZE730_HTOoONkPd6QBk/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528life+is+a+path%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538646721807579074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('life is a path / of light and shade / a raindrop / about to fall', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLg4aqqR2gPUbqUKo01pyUzmiG506xihYRwz4sgBqOtI1aBlHJQbNt2xOBl1T820E6duqc6nk8mHLO6vomnLvAlXho13ei72ULyQ3dWlTNYCeHxdcx08ExiZwYulF2tMYxSf0ok-r3WIU/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528it%2527s+carbon+dioxide%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLg4aqqR2gPUbqUKo01pyUzmiG506xihYRwz4sgBqOtI1aBlHJQbNt2xOBl1T820E6duqc6nk8mHLO6vomnLvAlXho13ei72ULyQ3dWlTNYCeHxdcx08ExiZwYulF2tMYxSf0ok-r3WIU/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528it%2527s+carbon+dioxide%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538646721804243378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('it’s carbon dioxide / attracts the midges / all you need do / to keep them off / is stop breathing', KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfANzEGyBiLWinjguiOV7sV-wJ4cO_onmLcbdBn1n4rPXRiYV7Bew_8APtDKOnTVo5o24YS1ivtivGr4Nrphl-CpIdFdWWW9dFEvzsnE0x4TvgQhoVbbzPkD_d0Xr5nLu0Z4kJmiUhaoM/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528Norman+says+imagine%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfANzEGyBiLWinjguiOV7sV-wJ4cO_onmLcbdBn1n4rPXRiYV7Bew_8APtDKOnTVo5o24YS1ivtivGr4Nrphl-CpIdFdWWW9dFEvzsnE0x4TvgQhoVbbzPkD_d0Xr5nLu0Z4kJmiUhaoM/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528Norman+says+imagine%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538647310711347986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfANzEGyBiLWinjguiOV7sV-wJ4cO_onmLcbdBn1n4rPXRiYV7Bew_8APtDKOnTVo5o24YS1ivtivGr4Nrphl-CpIdFdWWW9dFEvzsnE0x4TvgQhoVbbzPkD_d0Xr5nLu0Z4kJmiUhaoM/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528Norman+says+imagine%2529.jpg"></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('Norman says imagine / the walk with a plank / of wood heavy / on your back', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubNp6AKx3F1k7ViTd3fhzYFlI7wz8eXcrHJoM9z24UkRM1K1uBR5geh97tL0ouEGUCKvuIvVao-AZpQCL7Sm1IG2mww0AVSbNAaEWN9v0b5FuHI3fYAsMTEZHvfL50PfUyIJhArvmUho/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528drifting+to+the+end%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubNp6AKx3F1k7ViTd3fhzYFlI7wz8eXcrHJoM9z24UkRM1K1uBR5geh97tL0ouEGUCKvuIvVao-AZpQCL7Sm1IG2mww0AVSbNAaEWN9v0b5FuHI3fYAsMTEZHvfL50PfUyIJhArvmUho/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528drifting+to+the+end%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538647314274785730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('drifting to the end / of the boardwalk / we'll be having fun', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05YdwYdZ8QKRJYxX39yxgU-ALttwGnKtBMlTOtZmI22HQA5PZequ2OO6Gb-3rPK0aJYB-VJK7MQfaHsrfiKoR-N4b4THuqzhedzcTj5xQyuIJFTvwqbXhtj3PWREe4qN6Zj-uZ_XSM7o/s1600/34+mushrooms+%2528morning+glory%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05YdwYdZ8QKRJYxX39yxgU-ALttwGnKtBMlTOtZmI22HQA5PZequ2OO6Gb-3rPK0aJYB-VJK7MQfaHsrfiKoR-N4b4THuqzhedzcTj5xQyuIJFTvwqbXhtj3PWREe4qN6Zj-uZ_XSM7o/s400/34+mushrooms+%2528morning+glory%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538648226272779250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 ('Morning glory', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Outlandia (arr.)</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">As the drifters we are, we walk the boardwalk, pine-sheltered, mushroom-flanked. Approaching the aspect is 2D – just as Jo said it would be – primed for a Keatonish fall through an open door into the forest –but no, inside’s a deck which, like a ship, or a suspension bridge, or a tree in the wind, shifts around with us. Crude wooden seat/table, block of wood, broom. The first rite’s the key-trick, enlightenment opens the window/view to mountains through larches. Purpose settles around well-made things. The guard over the window’s a poem-rail, so we leave our poems a-flutter for the next visitor.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Vxd5-JZGBULThcyLCi-R0PqSUBeeE9Pywyqalnwb-t8HnKdECI7x-W0aQCETUMfYjNdbgq6tbUzavbHchGsGVhOdyrNVWDR1GB69-6NI7td7UPHQJm6GHjnC-JByrAKWPNJvx8TWLKw/s1600/34+outlandia+inside.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Vxd5-JZGBULThcyLCi-R0PqSUBeeE9Pywyqalnwb-t8HnKdECI7x-W0aQCETUMfYjNdbgq6tbUzavbHchGsGVhOdyrNVWDR1GB69-6NI7td7UPHQJm6GHjnC-JByrAKWPNJvx8TWLKw/s400/34+outlandia+inside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538648238360123442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Outlandia interior</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVVm4hUpwKUz31I8UGk4I8KC2p7fB1LrCwYvFBlQXqDzOkCdZOvBxsUuQoX0X7aO2jBJSAv9l_tCMqBb0fAx7bEv9juVSgUDulfNM2nUse15lU1_7pEsqAr4qndGwO815qByOy_Gn2AI/s1600/Barno%252C+temple+dog%252C+Outlandia.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVVm4hUpwKUz31I8UGk4I8KC2p7fB1LrCwYvFBlQXqDzOkCdZOvBxsUuQoX0X7aO2jBJSAv9l_tCMqBb0fAx7bEv9juVSgUDulfNM2nUse15lU1_7pEsqAr4qndGwO815qByOy_Gn2AI/s400/Barno%252C+temple+dog%252C+Outlandia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538648243574752066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Barno, temple dog</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3k9OaPjn13qk0tveghq6KEjuNmER6yLqm4ITy9lGmn3hv-L1hHmHORNcbVs2zWChfi2PgXiFc9REV05NDoDdG-QwygJMDDnlu5c80FSfd8dDKbD-7XQkeQfc7rrqPIKMc8mveefx3mCQ/s1600/34+whisky+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3k9OaPjn13qk0tveghq6KEjuNmER6yLqm4ITy9lGmn3hv-L1hHmHORNcbVs2zWChfi2PgXiFc9REV05NDoDdG-QwygJMDDnlu5c80FSfd8dDKbD-7XQkeQfc7rrqPIKMc8mveefx3mCQ/s400/34+whisky+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538648256109376098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Ben Nevis double vision</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhextAoFbCo5jnx0BhnE6B0jc6_UMNhORDblfZTywjnifv2EzieUr7ZEP5nObGesuLm-S46sY6L0pmY3XY5v-Miig7lfUGDEtEafjYzriD95gr6UcNZrGmT88MLxZyT7-IVYMM70tURF9Y/s1600/34+whisky+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhextAoFbCo5jnx0BhnE6B0jc6_UMNhORDblfZTywjnifv2EzieUr7ZEP5nObGesuLm-S46sY6L0pmY3XY5v-Miig7lfUGDEtEafjYzriD95gr6UcNZrGmT88MLxZyT7-IVYMM70tURF9Y/s400/34+whisky+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538652694474658066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 A libation</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Clouds come and go, sometimes clearing from Carn Dearg, never from Ben Nevis. We open our Dew and libate on the block before drinking in view of its source. Ken wantonly nibbles on Jo’s angels’ wings, raw for lunch – not a strong taste, but pleasant, moist, good with oatcakes.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1DbTIsKKXtiaNwm8ugokkPHsl-I42i9VXsHMRLK8DBCSaIqvQhRKaEGMg8e95O7kzOrLsZKtlxyW-ON8Wqq6IYjsJ02gEd6a6CMB1M7FT5IrCX2jHJb5BPafEWtzAbLfhB3MGQxv6Zo/s1600/34+mushrooms+%2528angels+wings+picked%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1DbTIsKKXtiaNwm8ugokkPHsl-I42i9VXsHMRLK8DBCSaIqvQhRKaEGMg8e95O7kzOrLsZKtlxyW-ON8Wqq6IYjsJ02gEd6a6CMB1M7FT5IrCX2jHJb5BPafEWtzAbLfhB3MGQxv6Zo/s400/34+mushrooms+%2528angels+wings+picked%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653243656462226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1DbTIsKKXtiaNwm8ugokkPHsl-I42i9VXsHMRLK8DBCSaIqvQhRKaEGMg8e95O7kzOrLsZKtlxyW-ON8Wqq6IYjsJ02gEd6a6CMB1M7FT5IrCX2jHJb5BPafEWtzAbLfhB3MGQxv6Zo/s1600/34+mushrooms+%2528angels+wings+picked%2529.jpg"></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 Angels' wings</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCBft5g24JS-0_8v5uV4ZWTDoWfUCPRJ9itrmLwVqEc_A1yrHaLilvsHusW-5QZNqkXMmWOfOyAt4uxEoIvfKHQkzmMxowOgBKpNQIOCRsF73rVIQq63ywKDswOSGyuObYtMTIBv_2Uw/s1600/34+outlandia+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCBft5g24JS-0_8v5uV4ZWTDoWfUCPRJ9itrmLwVqEc_A1yrHaLilvsHusW-5QZNqkXMmWOfOyAt4uxEoIvfKHQkzmMxowOgBKpNQIOCRsF73rVIQq63ywKDswOSGyuObYtMTIBv_2Uw/s400/34+outlandia+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538652718819055666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Outlandia exterior</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjTvPMYbvnM8lONaCMRWUJMwPtd059BmHbjeKfeKRMtYuAQ-InQRdYGtUFFBF-xAJtkMeFDnxdAwUE6F4mNvn20g0zEz2r-1DyOwFXC46eRXcbpQBi9vwNUjxEb8vlL1XiLnNcQUK2RM/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528from+Shakey+Toun%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjTvPMYbvnM8lONaCMRWUJMwPtd059BmHbjeKfeKRMtYuAQ-InQRdYGtUFFBF-xAJtkMeFDnxdAwUE6F4mNvn20g0zEz2r-1DyOwFXC46eRXcbpQBi9vwNUjxEb8vlL1XiLnNcQUK2RM/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528from+Shakey+Toun%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653740221452674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />('from Shakey Toun / with Skakey's juke-box / to this shoogley hut', KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Standing on the slope looking back up at the hut, it seems to float in its own space supported by two metal anchor chains and a tree-trunk mast which doesn't reach the ground. A second look shows the metal pole that’s run through the trunk and sunk into concrete ground.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcRESec_oAlxJlRvBeuqx4dPSTd592LQ_zC73ybDh8O9HR502Lk8kNNjOdTzbtXhwKapX8OZmbotGSBFdhmN5NaAPH0ZvTgxJLaEjgvXaNn0Ur7xo2D6ncOWD6ZoPvEp0N-lGle_QJ2-Q/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528Han+Shan%2529+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcRESec_oAlxJlRvBeuqx4dPSTd592LQ_zC73ybDh8O9HR502Lk8kNNjOdTzbtXhwKapX8OZmbotGSBFdhmN5NaAPH0ZvTgxJLaEjgvXaNn0Ur7xo2D6ncOWD6ZoPvEp0N-lGle_QJ2-Q/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528Han+Shan%2529+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538653745796608738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> ('HAN / SHAN', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3fncjrKIQp_HwhlU_yvPlpS7iidwVielNJGaqudKdpemliupItq_fA_XX2l4xvuHYf89rrFOYYAsrm-Nh1GRBh60idIoFGVuLA_7m2rNxmqQ9S1-8h3lIylvzsfqmypBtF8gNvHixkQ/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528ROCK%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3fncjrKIQp_HwhlU_yvPlpS7iidwVielNJGaqudKdpemliupItq_fA_XX2l4xvuHYf89rrFOYYAsrm-Nh1GRBh60idIoFGVuLA_7m2rNxmqQ9S1-8h3lIylvzsfqmypBtF8gNvHixkQ/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528ROCK%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538654407821143090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label, Outlandia<br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('R-O-C-K', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7B1vLaAfwF11R1l4qVUwDBgyPRZNjUktTc65K7kite-XDTy4dNcmM5KvOJMIkVl9wJYhKrs6zb6n9QteE0YQpDMng1vBWrKve6nt-1_6XkZLGBKRCLVghQJ4m9SsgRPO4WRaSL2X1vg4/s1600/Sora%2527s+mirror%252C+Outlandia.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7B1vLaAfwF11R1l4qVUwDBgyPRZNjUktTc65K7kite-XDTy4dNcmM5KvOJMIkVl9wJYhKrs6zb6n9QteE0YQpDMng1vBWrKve6nt-1_6XkZLGBKRCLVghQJ4m9SsgRPO4WRaSL2X1vg4/s400/Sora%2527s+mirror%252C+Outlandia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538654411656957042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 Sora’s Reflection</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span></span></div> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia (dep.)</span></span></span></b></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">If the key-trick’s one rite, sweeping the hut out when you leave’s another. Locking the door behind us, sun’s out.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWvvXtF-w8JwYsf8CapcqJV1y2ZPr3GuR7-jDaggdLYUEVoFRZTNvII3y_0v1aa-rI28-EGY76uZHM-rSpyBW7vmq1P90Bcqr1xtWfCq0vAe3cKiKHTfM1it1eFR_Q21auy2NfIjXQMiw/s1600/Basho%252C+Outlandia.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWvvXtF-w8JwYsf8CapcqJV1y2ZPr3GuR7-jDaggdLYUEVoFRZTNvII3y_0v1aa-rI28-EGY76uZHM-rSpyBW7vmq1P90Bcqr1xtWfCq0vAe3cKiKHTfM1it1eFR_Q21auy2NfIjXQMiw/s400/Basho%252C+Outlandia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538655140396831346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Basho, Outlandia</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHwDcJ9pyoJ8rVSTPDnB3qBD8RgjOXXP0U97ZXK5nV_Jm0nT9DeQ_KYF1QNmovJxxCX-YXryyHyDKVEWveRhBmdTT1f2U5CezHCVWoNcWsynPxc-DxXlyaUvrhhyphenhyphenTHfwe3H6K7UmA9BI/s1600/34+outlandia+eck.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHwDcJ9pyoJ8rVSTPDnB3qBD8RgjOXXP0U97ZXK5nV_Jm0nT9DeQ_KYF1QNmovJxxCX-YXryyHyDKVEWveRhBmdTT1f2U5CezHCVWoNcWsynPxc-DxXlyaUvrhhyphenhyphenTHfwe3H6K7UmA9BI/s400/34+outlandia+eck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538655147460863666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Sora, Outlandia</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">On the way down we collect angels' wings for Annie, and Ken leaves a wish for his sister on a rowan in the car-park. </span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSgdmgPlNRdpSxJ8DxqRfIQuyk4JBRsM5LdoCQtMGdlLUJyk7Ict1NuAFVA9HOP-mj9CM9kFJdbWg-wDEov4x2yjHJMls5ODdVd8VZ8csP6TjJbn7WDCQYnCB-mnO3FExnxxHvl-yRN4/s1600/34+mushrooms+%2528angels+wings+unpicked%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSgdmgPlNRdpSxJ8DxqRfIQuyk4JBRsM5LdoCQtMGdlLUJyk7Ict1NuAFVA9HOP-mj9CM9kFJdbWg-wDEov4x2yjHJMls5ODdVd8VZ8csP6TjJbn7WDCQYnCB-mnO3FExnxxHvl-yRN4/s400/34+mushrooms+%2528angels+wings+unpicked%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538655669564040034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Angels wings</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo2S0OE9zOJIyuGvSA4siUPuuKw7CjDkSR1vfFS-mMrr6RXiiYqVoNanxmAKRjjIfeDpaqQKmcCUTH3KKym_0kh0h_Ij8wJ63ShaDbrREKsep-g7we_w4swOrSzFpl85deQg0_yfXdo4c/s1600/34+rowan+wish.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo2S0OE9zOJIyuGvSA4siUPuuKw7CjDkSR1vfFS-mMrr6RXiiYqVoNanxmAKRjjIfeDpaqQKmcCUTH3KKym_0kh0h_Ij8wJ63ShaDbrREKsep-g7we_w4swOrSzFpl85deQg0_yfXdo4c/s400/34+rowan+wish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538655668968424994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 Braveheart rowan wish</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Eck makes a promise to donate a letterbox (WWLB 082) for Outlandia, poem as passport stamp, summarising its making. (Which he does at Loch Ruthven, handing it over to Bruce on the bus to the opening of Outlandia).</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50LoygbuFEaGNQ8WgT2YJiqNy3kJ5Ir9Eqb8C84f7zs3pq0tliyf3OmcdRzpazsUiFTaCtkLc3UziIFACHU2VKMAkl8YO3i473D0hM8B7NP9AOniinbvVtmU2wjN5ABX2dCTXIqga9Zc/s1600/cirlce+poem+-+a+hut+of+-+blogger.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50LoygbuFEaGNQ8WgT2YJiqNy3kJ5Ir9Eqb8C84f7zs3pq0tliyf3OmcdRzpazsUiFTaCtkLc3UziIFACHU2VKMAkl8YO3i473D0hM8B7NP9AOniinbvVtmU2wjN5ABX2dCTXIqga9Zc/s400/cirlce+poem+-+a+hut+of+-+blogger.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538664108344503778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 circle poem (of a hut)</span></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"></span>for Niall & Malc</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">And a set of pencils, for use. Temples attract gifts and myths. </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Another gift for the hut was </span></span><a href="http://www.artscatalyst.org/projects/detail/great_glen_airshow/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Adam Dant’s</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> map which sees the hut as it’s seen, upside-down, from the roots of the Great Glen mntns.</span></span></span></p> <div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(KC)<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></i></div> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia (meso.)</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">jO</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">brUce</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">................</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tracey</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">L</span></span></span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">...</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">normAn</span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">N</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">D</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">...........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">nIall</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">..............</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">mAlcolm</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></i></div></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Glen of…?</span></span></span></b></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1YwE2yiLhhPuvLYuYYirVv9VqPizAfI5T6neS5T3CoxEnv6hRYXcfdIkqYTad570cO0KSbCx4Xq25j8gwRW1vdJtQKNSpDVEsxC6N_o8VZWPJttVReqpIxt_rauhXmvyPAlTE7AlyP8/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528Terror+or+Paradise%2529+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1YwE2yiLhhPuvLYuYYirVv9VqPizAfI5T6neS5T3CoxEnv6hRYXcfdIkqYTad570cO0KSbCx4Xq25j8gwRW1vdJtQKNSpDVEsxC6N_o8VZWPJttVReqpIxt_rauhXmvyPAlTE7AlyP8/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528Terror+or+Paradise%2529+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538668712949265554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('Terror or Paradise glen / depending on the root / and derivation', AF)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Further up the glen’s more characterful than the W face of Brute Nevis. We stop by the falls at Achriabhrach, eating brambles, arranging fourteens.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeoCDncZUSK4IilK9MHrlgF1fhdl2R_FIM1EUXw8DyO7gtpdVJOzJrHcfgChU4IFpPqMfmgVwBEhLRs7IcPgBuUsdXh94j1nkkKFCquuZUG63Ki9M8pSkdGmZ7cPlPuCP4RnWzm5ES34/s1600/34+ash+keys+14.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSeoCDncZUSK4IilK9MHrlgF1fhdl2R_FIM1EUXw8DyO7gtpdVJOzJrHcfgChU4IFpPqMfmgVwBEhLRs7IcPgBuUsdXh94j1nkkKFCquuZUG63Ki9M8pSkdGmZ7cPlPuCP4RnWzm5ES34/s400/34+ash+keys+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538668726318643730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 fourteens (ash-keys for Isobel)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwhSl9WCGA59w9tFolU1wRN2yUBXg9N8cceLMUDgIwbnVwmPQDApOGBmbAE8fwQGSSVsHYXwPVxG5pIHdyrS5IBP2L9s06ixeHXwlZr7VnlpyemufOYLagUlYFsSZ5zaBtXQPjy44HNE/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528so+many+keys%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwhSl9WCGA59w9tFolU1wRN2yUBXg9N8cceLMUDgIwbnVwmPQDApOGBmbAE8fwQGSSVsHYXwPVxG5pIHdyrS5IBP2L9s06ixeHXwlZr7VnlpyemufOYLagUlYFsSZ5zaBtXQPjy44HNE/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528so+many+keys%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538668730048267650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 hokku-label </span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('so many keys / so few locks')</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The bridge’s metal handrail is well grafittoed but the upstream side is almost blanked by the river-spray; the downstream side's clearer.</span></span></span></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinAkmU8SfwU9Je9OjtZCTAKX1p4N4s24XZxoJIA4nrg9210iknkMA_eEcVV7OlKZR4PUenCBVvoGNiiPGbgAJGLCQcZ91GejQTLd9dcYG1i-mJlfo3jxDfozDFENbd15aj9970Nv-04t4/s1600/34+bridge+bomber.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinAkmU8SfwU9Je9OjtZCTAKX1p4N4s24XZxoJIA4nrg9210iknkMA_eEcVV7OlKZR4PUenCBVvoGNiiPGbgAJGLCQcZ91GejQTLd9dcYG1i-mJlfo3jxDfozDFENbd15aj9970Nv-04t4/s400/34+bridge+bomber.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538672399076185346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 Bridgepage</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">At the end of the road we sit below the white spout of An Steall Ban, imagine Lushan.</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn2d5Ba-V70PLqqiWnLxaaei0zxcaupA3k2F4uh737kZDtdLVEXxCEfAc17PKdLUBZDaYneljC5jGMGPqYyKjo5ceuw-Wwkr6I9JnSdTFsY16lFoTs4ze_IK2T5exhy1dMP8jeCStAA1c/s1600/34+An+Steall+Ban.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn2d5Ba-V70PLqqiWnLxaaei0zxcaupA3k2F4uh737kZDtdLVEXxCEfAc17PKdLUBZDaYneljC5jGMGPqYyKjo5ceuw-Wwkr6I9JnSdTFsY16lFoTs4ze_IK2T5exhy1dMP8jeCStAA1c/s400/34+An+Steall+Ban.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538672408594266322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />34 An Steall Ban</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Watching the Lushan Waterfall</span></span></span></i></p> <span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the sun shining on the Incense Burner raises the purple mists</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"></span></span></span><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">from far away the waterfall can be seen hanging from the Front Stream</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"></span></span></span><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">down it comes rushing, for three thousand feet</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"></span></span></span><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">you’d think it was the Milky Way, falling from the ninefold heavens</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Li Bai, trans. Brian Holton</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />(KC)</span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></i></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vH1kxptf51PZ-VIzkcGwqwiSZNSLd5uk9VSCwV_prX6yC5YfKLAbXMN5TlyleqeE4RW6gnJZFWinG29Csty-Fuxt4iQxVr8JNI06QSjc66wMnzANloGQeoMuSg7ouYwgNvHoMhE_bUs/s1600/34+hokku-label+%2528these+are+some%2529.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vH1kxptf51PZ-VIzkcGwqwiSZNSLd5uk9VSCwV_prX6yC5YfKLAbXMN5TlyleqeE4RW6gnJZFWinG29Csty-Fuxt4iQxVr8JNI06QSjc66wMnzANloGQeoMuSg7ouYwgNvHoMhE_bUs/s400/34+hokku-label+%2528these+are+some%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538673082547937026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">34 hokku-label</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('these are some / of the lines / we didn't include / in the poem', KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Coda</span></span></span></b></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The coda for Outlandia is an extract from an essay by its first resident, Tracey Warr, composed August 2010; and builder extraordinaire Norman Clark’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandian Ode</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Residency</span></span></span></i></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Approaching </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">… I think of my childhood treehouse in a holly tree from where I squirted the annoying boy next door with a water pistol, ate jam sandwiches, read Enid Blyton and </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Swallows and Amazons</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Damp seeps into my clothes after a while of sitting. The completely waterproof swim-hike bag would be useful here to keep your papers and dry clothes dry. I want to design a writer’s toolbelt to walk with – customised clinches for pens, pencils, pencil sharpener, small notepad, spare ink cartridges, map, reading glasses, camera. Outlandia makes me think of other dramatic writers’ shacks like Dylan Thomas’ shed at Laugharne overlooking the stupendous blues and birds of the estuary. I like the discipline of coming up here each day. When I walk across the room the structure sways with me and the metal window-hook hanging on the wall knocks against the wood shadowing my footsteps, so that momentarily I think I am not alone. The wooden space is empty except for a log to sit on, a makeshift table and the astonishing view out the window across to Meall-an-t and the tourists’ path up to the Ben Nevis summit. Outlandia is a concentration space, a no distraction space, a get on with it space.</span></span></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Even when there is the urge to be ascetic and minimal, to abstain from the stuff of consumer culture, how we need things. At Outlandia we are already needing a key, a chair, a table, a ladder to clean the pine cones from the skylight, a kettle powered by battery, sun, wind or water. But, writes Elaine Scarry (whose book I have carried up here with me), ‘the general phenomenon of invention could not possibly originate in the perception of need, for the vast and unanticipatable benefits of the object bear no resemblance to anything conjured up by the narrow word “need”’. In Defoe’s </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Robinson Crusoe</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> ‘his reconstruction of civilization, is from a very early moment characterized by surfeit. [He] wilfully “makes” merely to make.’ </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">…</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia is the new echo of the ruined, rimed, Victorian weather observatory on the summit of Ben Nevis. The speed of weather coming up the Glen and moving fast across the face of Meall-an-t. Wispy white clouds love the mountain, flow into its gullies. They are like slow smoke on the hill. Now they swirl grey, clothing the mountain, draping it, shrouding it. Rain comes down hard. Suddenly the black clouds lift like a striptease, like a theatre-curtain, revealing a green mountainside streaked with white boulders, a veiny network of burns, brown heather, sun-lit circles. The colour of everything is subtly altered after its rain-washing, the green refreshed, the white more vivid. Now the cloud is horizontal, skirting the tops, scudding.</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Looking through treetops, across and below to moss and fern. Immersed in a green world. Earth’s colour swatch. Emerald, lime, grass green, bottle green, lizard green, grasshopper green, jade, verdant, greenwood, viridescent, malachite, beryl, jungle green, Lincoln green, pea green, sea green, sage, celadon, viridian, bice, chlorophyll, leaf green, olive, chartreuse, jealous green, salad-days, greenhorn, apple green, green fingers, greengrocer, Green Man. Green is the colour that the human eye is most acutely tuned to because of our heritage as hunter-gatherers, woodlanders. </span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Scarry writes of ‘the tyranny of green things’. She says that the natural world is immune, inanimate, inhuman, indifferent, dispassionate, and that we build cities shutting out the green world to soothe our distress at the reminder of mortality visible in greenness – the process of organic growth and decay which we are also, irretrievably, implicated in. She writes that the objects we make are compassion-bearing. ‘Objects exist to remake human beings to be warm, healthy, rested, acutely conscious, large-minded’. Yes the rotting brown mush of old mushrooms, the fallen trees, the age of the rocks and the landscape compared to me, are a </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">memento mori</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, but being here is also Joy. Some things you don’t want to write about or photograph, just look, just be. A month-long residency in Outlandia as a journal of continuous thought. Could you think and write your way past Romanticism and if so where would you get to?</span></span></span></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tracey Warr</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">from ‘Beginning a Residency in Outlandia, Glen Nevis’ </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia, Glen Nevis</span></span></span></i></p> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">My Work is near done here </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />You may thank the lord, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />My back is well bent </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />From carrying board. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />But my spirit is lifted </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />As high as the Ben </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />And I'd think very carefully<br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">If you asked me again </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />To build a POD up in the trees </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">A task that has brought </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Me to my knees </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">As the Buzzards fly around me ears, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />A woodpecker hammers somewhere near, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />A squirrel red runs around my feet,<br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Roe deer and Red deer we also did meet,<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">To work in these woods </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />To work with these woods, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Oh what a delight </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />It's just the humans </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />That causes the blight </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Leave nothing behind </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />We are told, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Well I leave here now </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Refreshed to the sole </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Now record in your way, </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />What you see, hear and feel </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Pass it onto some others </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />For that is the deal<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">To all those who come here </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Leave something behind </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Just don't leave it lying </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />On this beautiful ground. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Norman Clark</span></span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">intimations</span></span></span></b></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.outlandia.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Outlandia</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">: the website<br /></span></span></span></p> <p face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.londonfieldworks.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">London Fieldworks</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> was formed in 2000 by artists Bruce Gilchrist and Jo Joelson as an umbrella organisation for creative research and collaboration at the art, science and technology intersection. Typically, their projects engage with the notion of ecology as a complex inter-working of social, natural, and technological worlds.</span></span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.artscatalyst.org/projects/detail/great_glen_airshow/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Arts Catalyst</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> commissions contemporary art that experimentally and critically engages with science, producing provocative, playful, risk-taking artists' projects to spark dynamic conversations about the changing world.</span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://www.malcolmfraser.co.uk/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Malcolm Fraser architects</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">find simple solutions to complex problems. Their work aims to be open, inclusive and collaborative, fostering rich human relationships with the natural and built environment.</span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><a href="http://traceywarr.wordpress.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tracey Warr</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> i</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">s </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">a writer, curator and teacher. Her publications include </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Artist’s Body</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (Phaidon, 2000) and essays in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Panic Attack!: Art in the Punk Years</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (Merrell, 2007), </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Art, Lies and Videotape</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (Tate, 2002), </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">London Fieldworks: Syzygy/Polaria</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (Black Dog, 2002) and a film interview with Marcus Coates for </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Dawn Chorus</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (Bristol: Picture This DVD Publication Series, 2007).</span></span></span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div></div></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-69214162402948742592010-10-19T07:28:00.001-07:002011-01-14T04:51:29.178-08:00(5) Slioch<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br />where a fold of hillside<br /></span></span></span><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">scoops sun and shelter</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">from a mountain wind</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">– Gael Turnbull</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">, From the Language of the Heart: some imitations from the Gaelic of Sine Reisideach</span></span></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Our </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Mt. Nikko</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> is Slioch</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Our </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Hotoke Gozaemon, hosteler</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> is Nick, hotelier, warden, guide, chef, funeral overseer, and much else besides, Loch Maree Hotel</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Our </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">mean and muddled ground</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> is the rain-soaked, bracken-burdened, peat-bogged wilds</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO5LO8p3H2Jr7q7DmaiZpsgBA1J3JYvOrCB3lkVcj6ChoSLRvHp1MpRbk1AYL14MEG-mC8dujbF_K8gmQo5gPMlVpWgYRaWahEK_t5XkMBa_-G5osHUut36MsOIKoL6e2JJ8_92e9gSSs/s1600/Hotel.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO5LO8p3H2Jr7q7DmaiZpsgBA1J3JYvOrCB3lkVcj6ChoSLRvHp1MpRbk1AYL14MEG-mC8dujbF_K8gmQo5gPMlVpWgYRaWahEK_t5XkMBa_-G5osHUut36MsOIKoL6e2JJ8_92e9gSSs/s400/Hotel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541291569509225666" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Loch Maree Hotel</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Call me Nick<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Slioch hid in floccus until the second day. Our minds had been on this saddleback mountain for months: seen from Flodigarry, viewed on flickr, reviewed on walk guides, where it racks up ‘4.5 boots’. Slioch, brother peak to sister Schiehallion – one has Isle Maree in care, the other Loch Rannoch.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Punningly, Nick’s our host for Nikko, fitting Basho’s sketch: </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">"They call me Hotoke Gozaemon. Honesty's a habit with me, which is why the name, so feel right to home," what he said. Impossible not to realize how Buddha appears upon this mean and muddled ground in just such guise to help shaman beggar pilgrims on seeing our host's simple sincere manner, frank and down-to-earth. Firm-grained and unassuming, the very image of the man of jen, worthy of all respect.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">He came here from London,</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> after being bombed out of my house by the IRA twice. We hope Nick makes a go of it</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">, say the anglers who’ve been coming here for years. </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">He did it all just right, did Nick</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">, so says the woman who runs the Harbourfront café, Gairloch: for he’d boated her family out to Isle Maree, to scatter their father’s ashes – his 5</span></span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">th</span></span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> funereal voyage. When she was a waitress here, c. 1985, under </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the regime of Ms Moody and Ms MacLeod,</span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> she recalls the post-Sunday lunch rite.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">on Sunday there was always<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">a cold salmon salad<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">with the chef burying<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the heads behind the hotel<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">then when we buried my father<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">there was a piper and dram<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">of talisker on the boat<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the rest poured in the loch.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">(AF)<o:p></o:p></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwC0eGDAx3mpO6ofwXN5fhq7xbK_el0eZe0Gu8I82eIjWdvucYrHWps7QnyThJ-Pbo14qOb7QtVdseqkUGcwZ15ldlv1J11j2gcqAHb-xksUJJhyfNwULIsTUvWRVqlTKvW4d8MHFIj0o/s1600/5+Nick+at+the+helm.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwC0eGDAx3mpO6ofwXN5fhq7xbK_el0eZe0Gu8I82eIjWdvucYrHWps7QnyThJ-Pbo14qOb7QtVdseqkUGcwZ15ldlv1J11j2gcqAHb-xksUJJhyfNwULIsTUvWRVqlTKvW4d8MHFIj0o/s400/5+Nick+at+the+helm.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542327392401819346" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Nick at the helm</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Some of those scattered ashes belonging to army and navy who were stationed here for basic in the war and never forgot the place. </span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">We hope Nick the </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Inn keeper – host, guide, warden, counsel, keeper, cook, funeral director, with skilled advice for the kayaker, hiker, naturalist, climber, birder, pilgrim, angler – </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">makes a go of it.</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">AF</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Slioch</span></span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKYV3zyKFmWy4axR54N7TcVoGE_I1PeuqV4dUp_f90pLyaq4me_n03h2KpsaOCgw1bEuJXbm1ibqJNucanyErC4Cp_uTVHB2U8GoFjlKY-ClhI4NKEsKecLU9jq3_csPKA65UXQq3jGt4/s1600/5+Curly+silver+winged+dragon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKYV3zyKFmWy4axR54N7TcVoGE_I1PeuqV4dUp_f90pLyaq4me_n03h2KpsaOCgw1bEuJXbm1ibqJNucanyErC4Cp_uTVHB2U8GoFjlKY-ClhI4NKEsKecLU9jq3_csPKA65UXQq3jGt4/s400/5+Curly+silver+winged+dragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542401376212311122" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Dragon tea</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The tea’s </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Curly Silver-winged Dragon</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> and I feel I’ll need its strength today.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHHgBLqLXBPxfKwmVUGxVk7gVqUVKjecn-uvME2xwayeN_aWfakXtfSEVqm_IFXyOUs6UABcF75ygeGgGI5BJh_V25qRgKkzF4aizozoBE12rNB_yWDSqQ_wXtECknhtjjUPt3CXkH3Rg/s1600/5+Slioch+from+A832.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHHgBLqLXBPxfKwmVUGxVk7gVqUVKjecn-uvME2xwayeN_aWfakXtfSEVqm_IFXyOUs6UABcF75ygeGgGI5BJh_V25qRgKkzF4aizozoBE12rNB_yWDSqQ_wXtECknhtjjUPt3CXkH3Rg/s400/5+Slioch+from+A832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541291592045901106" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Slioch from A832</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">This is the view from the road, looking across Loch Maree, but the starting point for Slioch’s a couple of miles further on. I’m tempted to go for Beinn Eighe instead, nearer, lower, better waymarked, but I decline car-park and visitor-centre invitations and head through Kinlochewe village.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg_LhBqDZIXyhkk-b02YZ6lakYQVbjM_O7ebdo5HkOUOe6PkRve6hMZcUm8vSniiHrL3fiTYS2bRQklCu6E9YpIIVVwPUHhB676UwlLuTLx3djT5eMfT76keU9e8jfDwB5fLiufX752Q/s1600/5+Letterewe+Accord.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg_LhBqDZIXyhkk-b02YZ6lakYQVbjM_O7ebdo5HkOUOe6PkRve6hMZcUm8vSniiHrL3fiTYS2bRQklCu6E9YpIIVVwPUHhB676UwlLuTLx3djT5eMfT76keU9e8jfDwB5fLiufX752Q/s400/5+Letterewe+Accord.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541293447642017394" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Take Great Care on the Hills<br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The estate was owned by Paul Fentener van Vlissingen from 1978 until his death in 2006, and in 1993 he and his partner, <a href="http://www.social-sculpture.org/people/core-network1/prof.-caroline-tisdall.htm">Caroline Tisdall</a> (art critic, one time lover of </span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Joseph Beuys) </span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">helped draw up the Letterewe Accord, giving extensive public access to the estate. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnH1VQGr_9XkcWHr0EYUb8HZDTZHQNvJZvuvS0Gy6Eo0AspBAS_EiTFSHcoug-Y9nF0A8KpTYeJrmq-mjT2qFtholZdDR9XyzMFQX9WUMO5Oe8UVclfUKtQZ2Pbmoc_5HTYM8AzWpFVdM/s1600/5+this+way+not+that+way.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnH1VQGr_9XkcWHr0EYUb8HZDTZHQNvJZvuvS0Gy6Eo0AspBAS_EiTFSHcoug-Y9nF0A8KpTYeJrmq-mjT2qFtholZdDR9XyzMFQX9WUMO5Oe8UVclfUKtQZ2Pbmoc_5HTYM8AzWpFVdM/s400/5+this+way+not+that+way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541293459061390210" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 This way not that way</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJZZE2htfQFlUoqmHvhAa1fW01hr3coT8kg4JPh1mw2trc1Ik2o7R3JSTxeGgUnZpkw5w6vIS5_96_dNacR-Fxwwq-mdw8OQKCu8vPLf27FT3ZqZT-icbiJejNf1hd2ya62KFzC2kvdk/s1600/5+reflective+alders.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfJZZE2htfQFlUoqmHvhAa1fW01hr3coT8kg4JPh1mw2trc1Ik2o7R3JSTxeGgUnZpkw5w6vIS5_96_dNacR-Fxwwq-mdw8OQKCu8vPLf27FT3ZqZT-icbiJejNf1hd2ya62KFzC2kvdk/s400/5+reflective+alders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541293467236598690" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Reflective alders</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The first geese pass overhead. I’m guided gently by these stones, and work my way through head-high bracken to reach midgy woods, paddling alders, hazel, birch and oaks, am granted a first view of the summit. Two fishermen stand with the patience of herons in the river.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgegP7-g57xJRyjzLoNANJob_V28C-F64QBBOme3YltG9elh4yqeqria-BrSEmhiRSlXHxLfeSqmVreC-rDpsLfG9MezZpyzI3b-RvRkINnFpW8fBRmdXel9XgFVKj7a9fRy-h6SrcEomQ/s1600/5+Slioch+through+oak+leaves.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgegP7-g57xJRyjzLoNANJob_V28C-F64QBBOme3YltG9elh4yqeqria-BrSEmhiRSlXHxLfeSqmVreC-rDpsLfG9MezZpyzI3b-RvRkINnFpW8fBRmdXel9XgFVKj7a9fRy-h6SrcEomQ/s400/5+Slioch+through+oak+leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542676780553588162" border="0" /></a><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Slioch seen through oak leaves</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The path, wet and muddy and uneven, winds down to Loch Maree, whose islands are hidden round the corner. One walker, then another, pass as I pause here. A fallen sign reading </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">OUTFALL PIPE</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> contains one instance of each vowel.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qmmfjU_Je3Oar3qBv91zAmd7ayS-JrESD7o-R-WVzWBUrUgA0Gz32W1Vn5f6pykXMykOW-RDWf_X7ix4zVQfr87Lrhyphenhyphenk5-izobdsSeAgXZZmh7Hs2GghTraW3TnhFMxs43uXTv4_IDE/s1600/5+hokku-label+%2528the+burn+speaks%2529+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qmmfjU_Je3Oar3qBv91zAmd7ayS-JrESD7o-R-WVzWBUrUgA0Gz32W1Vn5f6pykXMykOW-RDWf_X7ix4zVQfr87Lrhyphenhyphenk5-izobdsSeAgXZZmh7Hs2GghTraW3TnhFMxs43uXTv4_IDE/s400/5+hokku-label+%2528the+burn+speaks%2529+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541294865582232338" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label<br />(‘the burn speaks / all five vowels / into the loch’, KC)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The next landmark’s the wooden bridge over Abh</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ainn an Fhasaigh, white and loud.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9hzfms_zzEjHqhXVf9VPsJn-vzK6Pmgl-C2aNiHQL_TkJJDVnGrLyiLbx5YMa_LAgP-ArCfzB_-BSPpM_8eloz_3ddZTeHhBLua-6b_1EhLOAxRS6kV2kN-IV82XNrrrtB1R6u3J2kpM/s1600/5+Abhainn+an+Fhasaigh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9hzfms_zzEjHqhXVf9VPsJn-vzK6Pmgl-C2aNiHQL_TkJJDVnGrLyiLbx5YMa_LAgP-ArCfzB_-BSPpM_8eloz_3ddZTeHhBLua-6b_1EhLOAxRS6kV2kN-IV82XNrrrtB1R6u3J2kpM/s400/5+Abhainn+an+Fhasaigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541294961897443506" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Abhainn an Fhasaigh</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEJgRaUr0kQVZ1M94TNq2EBnfxYIJRyi1nPRdpULeXalxI0yCCinfcuoGPrwyfZ7a4ktdKcFivpJ9DGUhgpmB9F09rSb3UA5P-f6kYWOBvrN1WREBU6LITGKZ-0Tr3UnCYafqbby9UeY/s1600/5+Sgurr+Dubh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEJgRaUr0kQVZ1M94TNq2EBnfxYIJRyi1nPRdpULeXalxI0yCCinfcuoGPrwyfZ7a4ktdKcFivpJ9DGUhgpmB9F09rSb3UA5P-f6kYWOBvrN1WREBU6LITGKZ-0Tr3UnCYafqbby9UeY/s400/5+Sgurr+Dubh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541294983339821234" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Sgurr Dubh</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">From here the path turns away from the loch, heading north between Sgurr Dubh and Meall Each, Black Rock and Horse Mound. Underfoot it’s harder, more clamber than ramble. Then a flatter area, which comes as a relief, but it’s bog.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE17cpAACtjUS9g3b-SPLt2_GwssZSwe03dJwEqnbiI0SwWleaR9Q2WnPQr-wJ6KoALqlLQdsIgYgH4ZZ6FuSlq7V9ByidWUXJTTnzpqOeK0lUbo_-oj1huwvn1S1rRLMtamyys3CXWDY/s1600/5+bog+and+sugarloaf.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE17cpAACtjUS9g3b-SPLt2_GwssZSwe03dJwEqnbiI0SwWleaR9Q2WnPQr-wJ6KoALqlLQdsIgYgH4ZZ6FuSlq7V9ByidWUXJTTnzpqOeK0lUbo_-oj1huwvn1S1rRLMtamyys3CXWDY/s400/5+bog+and+sugarloaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541294970881098978" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Bog and sugarloaf</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I wander across it as best I can, meet a frog who hops from rock into water and then stays very still, hoping I can’t see him. For some reason I’m pleased and encouraged by our encounter.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7IgRbsw-PQ7gOiBFt0j-yIEKYDdSrZ8iozd9p7mIouM8pIL5ad6U1SHNl2H7fMMsp19-TiCkRJg4d9RH4FuX_O7XHzfgPRg0IUeYDRIRHhyzU1L0Dew1rxM1JLmzBd2gTIjsJ2KkdbZA/s1600/5+frog+hiding.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7IgRbsw-PQ7gOiBFt0j-yIEKYDdSrZ8iozd9p7mIouM8pIL5ad6U1SHNl2H7fMMsp19-TiCkRJg4d9RH4FuX_O7XHzfgPRg0IUeYDRIRHhyzU1L0Dew1rxM1JLmzBd2gTIjsJ2KkdbZA/s400/5+frog+hiding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542310574364224418" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Frog hiding</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">A diagonal path leads up to a ridge, with two lochans just beyond of it. It’s here the day’s only rain falls, very briefly; thus far too there’s been next to no wind. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWXozun8-CtbIscGx_lWXqh33-QK6YUiLlspkVedVjr_-LbLzHiV-JskoI_XW4V4s3qbXWTuxIkHeXIceWIkc7rJaHVgaO5F-QQsyI9o_sGKN9pmna3Jzz1cL5LSzQnmnXkKZSD8QVMSY/s1600/5+towards+the+trig+point.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWXozun8-CtbIscGx_lWXqh33-QK6YUiLlspkVedVjr_-LbLzHiV-JskoI_XW4V4s3qbXWTuxIkHeXIceWIkc7rJaHVgaO5F-QQsyI9o_sGKN9pmna3Jzz1cL5LSzQnmnXkKZSD8QVMSY/s400/5+towards+the+trig+point.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542311115811619506" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Towards the trig point</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">A steep though dry scamble up over rocks brings me to a first, false summit, but it’s an easy walk over to the trig point; then another short hop to the summit proper, a metre higher. One of the other walkers who I’ve occasionally spotted up ahead of me is there, taking photos of bens to the north the sun’s catching. He carries a big SLR, says he regrets having brought only a wide-angle lens, but it’s too heavy to carry the zoom as well. He heads E along the narrow ridge to Sgurr an Tuill Bhàin, Rock of the White Flood.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM5Z8pUMj0B-FSQBJbixe9YoxiKruQZnvJfFp56jTPA3NBXjoIvHlcDG5tdgJH0Ps1M3eLStiLI1eF76wE4UMJ78_XGeH2TmfooETxozEKL5EmG3BipxyIHHKKnLo_TKv782RR81ByFEg/s1600/5+Loch+Maree+from+Slioch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM5Z8pUMj0B-FSQBJbixe9YoxiKruQZnvJfFp56jTPA3NBXjoIvHlcDG5tdgJH0Ps1M3eLStiLI1eF76wE4UMJ78_XGeH2TmfooETxozEKL5EmG3BipxyIHHKKnLo_TKv782RR81ByFEg/s400/5+Loch+Maree+from+Slioch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542312193205683410" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Loch Maree seen from Slioch</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Isle Maree’s there on the loch, set a little apart from its siblings. I return to the trig’s low sheltering wall, hunker out the chill wind with the Dragon and a phial of Red.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpP0VLaA0NrijYSKS6-o-fToTtB4ndy5y3J7rfrglrNo-HIDQOqIqgaYVI-Unxy8zWW0aej7761mO-6PGT2ucpFtL0k_kooguD444bBZwISDrIsDKOpfZM1u9MPcNnTyrb39YwRtsrXIY/s1600/5+hokku-label+%2528Nikka%2527s+part%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpP0VLaA0NrijYSKS6-o-fToTtB4ndy5y3J7rfrglrNo-HIDQOqIqgaYVI-Unxy8zWW0aej7761mO-6PGT2ucpFtL0k_kooguD444bBZwISDrIsDKOpfZM1u9MPcNnTyrb39YwRtsrXIY/s400/5+hokku-label+%2528Nikka%2527s+part%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542386953414515330" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label<br />(‘Nikka's part / of our </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">michi no nikki</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> / on Mt. Nikka’, KC)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oPrdU-iYwl4mhbrR0HOYtVaufIZYRYhNmFWBRHBh_N9RByq8L8N3f_5c1ztxCFaP1RHpEEpMs-qKd8JivUt1arhg1HdXYKVdR1hSKJDXq0lnXMIA7h-ha_xb68J0DnVObGaErYy399A/s1600/5+hokku-label+%2528silver-winged+dragon%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oPrdU-iYwl4mhbrR0HOYtVaufIZYRYhNmFWBRHBh_N9RByq8L8N3f_5c1ztxCFaP1RHpEEpMs-qKd8JivUt1arhg1HdXYKVdR1hSKJDXq0lnXMIA7h-ha_xb68J0DnVObGaErYy399A/s400/5+hokku-label+%2528silver-winged+dragon%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542311716665273954" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label<br />(‘silver-winged dragon / lands on the heights / of Slioch’, KC)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">And William Carlos Williams’ line from ‘The Descent’ comes to mind.<br /></span></span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvyIo4NaiyVtjQlfrhqpToOqIgBpGVwYWXpqSIfTcw_h7WIUZrI9G511mPI8jQjnrkzDBVTlg8xyuA_bx-tpQhWjAhD-CcOqRxWIhZTzfcJL3XslcueiyN-Rnt6mkNE8cxoxQmI2NO4C4/s1600/5+hokku-label+%2528the+descent+beckons%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvyIo4NaiyVtjQlfrhqpToOqIgBpGVwYWXpqSIfTcw_h7WIUZrI9G511mPI8jQjnrkzDBVTlg8xyuA_bx-tpQhWjAhD-CcOqRxWIhZTzfcJL3XslcueiyN-Rnt6mkNE8cxoxQmI2NO4C4/s400/5+hokku-label+%2528the+descent+beckons%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542312801126955538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">(‘the / descent / beckons / as / the / ascent / beckoned’, KC, after WCW)<br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB22W5IFGde7CabLvDds9eb2nJ8JKsYTqWGy9aQXNIliE6-JCbMEufeKOvhUfAHVShOoFO6eZI6xL2nXiB7Bx3cHXEnRR27328y9kd0yb3fst1ETqE71iHu1SexwvckL2wP1IgmZB4gA/s1600/5+Loch+Maree+nr+Kinlochewe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB22W5IFGde7CabLvDds9eb2nJ8JKsYTqWGy9aQXNIliE6-JCbMEufeKOvhUfAHVShOoFO6eZI6xL2nXiB7Bx3cHXEnRR27328y9kd0yb3fst1ETqE71iHu1SexwvckL2wP1IgmZB4gA/s400/5+Loch+Maree+nr+Kinlochewe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542312802866386850" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Loch Maree nr Kinlochewe</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Descending, to avoid the bog I return via Sgurr Dubh. The ridge walk is fine, and takes me past huge erratics, but beyond the summit there’s a steep heathery slope I lose my footing on several times.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnfd-Q7ZHDD3kJIb_4Y4kSm0ntrBea7N0bydgK5vftNGlLl73IIKcSp30slS0kqTHIZstXGM72ufQkZ-9y9YGGfaJkUS-UmrEkTkVEk2FX7x-W64aCco0yEezOBQertwhffVIho0z-9RE/s1600/5+small+enclosure.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnfd-Q7ZHDD3kJIb_4Y4kSm0ntrBea7N0bydgK5vftNGlLl73IIKcSp30slS0kqTHIZstXGM72ufQkZ-9y9YGGfaJkUS-UmrEkTkVEk2FX7x-W64aCco0yEezOBQertwhffVIho0z-9RE/s400/5+small+enclosure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542313640258883522" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Bracken</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWCX-6iJSVw_5JlwpYQaMl0Ec0aGlb5marAHclLb5Do_6uVNJ2tRKeCWUdCjy6x21Zhz2ZJmuFxRCnGEIa19u8rgtWJ7uyHds_3U3TBMw6r6s5hI0XAl4t6A1vl21Jf8ojeh-Vxh2hto/s1600/5+boulder+%2526+Sgurr+Dubh+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKWCX-6iJSVw_5JlwpYQaMl0Ec0aGlb5marAHclLb5Do_6uVNJ2tRKeCWUdCjy6x21Zhz2ZJmuFxRCnGEIa19u8rgtWJ7uyHds_3U3TBMw6r6s5hI0XAl4t6A1vl21Jf8ojeh-Vxh2hto/s400/5+boulder+%2526+Sgurr+Dubh+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542661922571140754" border="0" /></a></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Boulder & Sgurr Dubh</span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Rejoining the path offers little relief. I relish the stops, because the walk’s become a slog, frankly. My eye’s caught by a small patch of bracken amid the heather, and I realise it’s growing in and around a small enclosure; and I poem an erratic that might be a scale model of the mount behind it. The bridge and the river’s roar take a long time to come, and then I’m back on the flat but it’s a slow, squelchy walk. </span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI3GL2RZU8LFqscSDhSMVHtS1jn_LPxaWgeUDDHW2pj96SGWgdM37CDHEpCk6sukHASDsJc0c4Sk6X9TwtWDopgui24rqanw8R5DoV9LMSvf7br6KkDNaMewAS0nnYPxdP0l-kPdRY1dI/s1600/5+the+best+stretch+of+path.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI3GL2RZU8LFqscSDhSMVHtS1jn_LPxaWgeUDDHW2pj96SGWgdM37CDHEpCk6sukHASDsJc0c4Sk6X9TwtWDopgui24rqanw8R5DoV9LMSvf7br6KkDNaMewAS0nnYPxdP0l-kPdRY1dI/s400/5+the+best+stretch+of+path.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542387932199803074" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 The best path</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">And then I come to a short stretch, maybe 30m, that I remember from this morning, even and firm and dry and wide. I enjoy it voluptuously.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_GuVwfR3bsX24xRn42B-8mUWi09uGh90CE_FkR8mV-aiHhiHyXLObsHVwbG6VQrSdVmXKHBbdHRJ2LglwhbwMczhWZdhYOLFtUX-yEv3SRZ3l_9VLH-uN247pC9hUy5c0nQXAEMPUoI/s1600/5+hokku-label+%2528if+Isle+Maree%2527s%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_GuVwfR3bsX24xRn42B-8mUWi09uGh90CE_FkR8mV-aiHhiHyXLObsHVwbG6VQrSdVmXKHBbdHRJ2LglwhbwMczhWZdhYOLFtUX-yEv3SRZ3l_9VLH-uN247pC9hUy5c0nQXAEMPUoI/s400/5+hokku-label+%2528if+Isle+Maree%2527s%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542318561719653442" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label<br />(‘if Isle Maree’s / ecumenical / here we’re secular’, KC)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Among the alders I miss the isle’s polyphony.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZPYo6Z7dev6fvYWMC66FxPgcMIiX5-MV-mqvER6MNH_3ybsrj7unsZ5xZi6k6O1AhbvTZpJdSEbNLZ8y3A0AGagJzJAzuk_vmRUKE5X8ZTDIyIOd7hmcLsm5pWzUIrr2aLGcbdvwM_c/s1600/5+wild+geese.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWZPYo6Z7dev6fvYWMC66FxPgcMIiX5-MV-mqvER6MNH_3ybsrj7unsZ5xZi6k6O1AhbvTZpJdSEbNLZ8y3A0AGagJzJAzuk_vmRUKE5X8ZTDIyIOd7hmcLsm5pWzUIrr2aLGcbdvwM_c/s400/5+wild+geese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542430934992335298" border="0" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Wild geese</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">It’s dusk when I reach the car-park, eight and a quarter hours after I left. The weather’s been kind – dry, and clear, and other than at the top, windless. The geese of course fly above the summits, and are still out there, journeying.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">KC</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Coda: The Armchair Mountaineer</span></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3gu0jBXcMPf0d1RCdNerk3R-cwm2LZwcjEaTn09wfi26qhdY2TkAHiXJ-X2VCUbsUVFUFuPefJBjvNd_MDWVEUkdOpkr5VVJcXfBDV52JT5D4XdF1eTtyNUwvvznrRNrA-gXCct1fCw4/s1600/misty+Slioch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3gu0jBXcMPf0d1RCdNerk3R-cwm2LZwcjEaTn09wfi26qhdY2TkAHiXJ-X2VCUbsUVFUFuPefJBjvNd_MDWVEUkdOpkr5VVJcXfBDV52JT5D4XdF1eTtyNUwvvznrRNrA-gXCct1fCw4/s400/misty+Slioch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542325929877162290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 misty Slioch</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Today I take out my membership card for the AMC, (Armchair Mountaineering Club), formed by Maris back in the 1980s. Starting with a bath in Laphroaig. And then taking to the sofa, to do as all AMC members should and work over some notes of climbs past or future, climbing deferred.</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yKsGjhzEK5VRUjJ4pC1i8FSUgDSUbjjk3ANb1VR47AX52PNEU8fQr815gnCKLbq-VrNDXdnb3XkMiIlDnsBwRw3qjUxLuc7_421zte4gbzl9oltITNanFu-E5aMDlWaDVVYQiBoPTVg/s1600/Bath.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yKsGjhzEK5VRUjJ4pC1i8FSUgDSUbjjk3ANb1VR47AX52PNEU8fQr815gnCKLbq-VrNDXdnb3XkMiIlDnsBwRw3qjUxLuc7_421zte4gbzl9oltITNanFu-E5aMDlWaDVVYQiBoPTVg/s400/Bath.JPG" alt="id=" blogger_photo_id_5542318034940045458="" border="0" /></a><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 Bath</span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3MMp_sllSjAGe3jJQPUTem3ytvActaEYVDetOYNT3OrAyZNGqIK3v1DrQI5pmYZKD37el7BlNMjoljA9qOH2lb_KZMmluHyJRDjOiZqwkJbU8Rpz8DZKcbBDsSIx0nWw8WVrSq1Np1Bc/s1600/Sora%2527s+Sofa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3MMp_sllSjAGe3jJQPUTem3ytvActaEYVDetOYNT3OrAyZNGqIK3v1DrQI5pmYZKD37el7BlNMjoljA9qOH2lb_KZMmluHyJRDjOiZqwkJbU8Rpz8DZKcbBDsSIx0nWw8WVrSq1Np1Bc/s400/Sora%2527s+Sofa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542318046520841650" border="0" /></a><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br />5 Sora’s Sofa</span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Later on Nick tells me there’s an old oakwood nearby. There I find a woodland hut which Nick rents out, right by River Talladale, perfect for a midgeproof hermit. I leave a wish, and label.</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgDF7srf1FWzTAkHfynVijw2qcHA6VCGYmNQtIU4L97zKFpFilBVQeIDVThod5UNYSatHNShFUy-VRbkhDnXF7B6pbBgpF9vTI8Wiqj2Ly75E5iw74kf1QKYXrJ5UTTHcBvXOE1-vkB8/s1600/wish%252C+oak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgDF7srf1FWzTAkHfynVijw2qcHA6VCGYmNQtIU4L97zKFpFilBVQeIDVThod5UNYSatHNShFUy-VRbkhDnXF7B6pbBgpF9vTI8Wiqj2Ly75E5iw74kf1QKYXrJ5UTTHcBvXOE1-vkB8/s400/wish%252C+oak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542317582997393250" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 wish, oak</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNBQnWJ27ytNk0SMvuaoURwl_VvGFHYmQ9KbIQ0IdvW-_bLF05oaSJutVlyIDsp7I-1jo9lMOxUkzCgbG0Nh-ra_bffKcgHrvdjYaaMSwtxNJ4YrXzO59lQv1EljgmEOgZk6l1IAcLOI/s1600/Woodland+Hut.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfNBQnWJ27ytNk0SMvuaoURwl_VvGFHYmQ9KbIQ0IdvW-_bLF05oaSJutVlyIDsp7I-1jo9lMOxUkzCgbG0Nh-ra_bffKcgHrvdjYaaMSwtxNJ4YrXzO59lQv1EljgmEOgZk6l1IAcLOI/s400/Woodland+Hut.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542316772693487538" border="0" /></a><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 woodland hut</span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl2dxFSohvGQGE6mkItf2opWlSpTWMSpU7cOIyJeMX4XQbnayMS26nUorjE9VPmRuSbSAWVm57d8E7XiRnlZjpiAftSZXVezDlvIcVGPKgIq6jPWKw4xsUiYuChdh8148KJ1dLc4EwGgs/s1600/hokku-label%252C+River+Talladale.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl2dxFSohvGQGE6mkItf2opWlSpTWMSpU7cOIyJeMX4XQbnayMS26nUorjE9VPmRuSbSAWVm57d8E7XiRnlZjpiAftSZXVezDlvIcVGPKgIq6jPWKw4xsUiYuChdh8148KJ1dLc4EwGgs/s400/hokku-label%252C+River+Talladale.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542663994079666354" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 hokku-label, River Talladale</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">('clear water channels / through storm debris // a dissertation on the flux / of identity’, AF)</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Watching the clock I wait for Ken, as Nick’s 4.5 hour estimate gradually winds on into a 9 hour trek.<br /></span></span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYZAHQCY6_xJR1yWDepfIIHsmOrBF6FlpVX62VZGFnGkX24Fs98HU_GWyVWE0mZh_WaB6HXZTP-dVRwVWTaii5Lv7z_07qcFogbeX49YyWxJ8qlAV_zp7p-CkG6J_MNZOC149t_aLQ9g/s1600/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4LjcYAcMQhqHABILsuaE69EQnEerh4TxE8Va0pBAHbGSkdLbnxiNKWR8gnzjNkGWSmZkFBkNjSk5-FD_kJ3OI1Vcl-o_Jq_pZpLwAYZC4W0x1tbgEV7ol6r4nLB8Y29uaSkcbnNEG6_A/s400/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542316011648153250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhATsoO9R2xHH1naocQzAhIXL3IusD0hOg270b4Vu0sD6odNy4jQRf69abbme0BwmjH50N4ghKq59FdCMYpGunCOau8yeG1vhusyKmoheVFKc6DDWMknunUKcCds9AI76g1L-oFMHV41g/s1600/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhATsoO9R2xHH1naocQzAhIXL3IusD0hOg270b4Vu0sD6odNy4jQRf69abbme0BwmjH50N4ghKq59FdCMYpGunCOau8yeG1vhusyKmoheVFKc6DDWMknunUKcCds9AI76g1L-oFMHV41g/s400/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542316007719061970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRcRUQ2l671t4AxTcYOVChssl3uvoAgNoLwTPQ5G9yMO_lasHUEsI8DDLxs85HU0s7faqgZ96EdNcVcxgZhk3ihunB5mRPrmd8xPKLg6kOTljo6DlsYwNTh1HgI-0eg594u8ethlN5mw/s1600/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRcRUQ2l671t4AxTcYOVChssl3uvoAgNoLwTPQ5G9yMO_lasHUEsI8DDLxs85HU0s7faqgZ96EdNcVcxgZhk3ihunB5mRPrmd8xPKLg6kOTljo6DlsYwNTh1HgI-0eg594u8ethlN5mw/s400/Skyline+%2528Slioch%2529+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542315997008480802" border="0" /></a><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">5 skyline, Slioch</span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOYeedADn1nbmiS_fnTW0KtOmMhhfrk07MdpwZ14SCwsfDxo7fLOR9RtnHtP7E0wq5mo9I7ltGEZul7ekgkkSnzDmfNlCHsbtY9hJnwVA021GFZ7pCc3xmsIqSibXXR2MPvbyd_OZU9rD/s1600/wordrawing+%2528Slioch%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0px 0px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOYeedADn1nbmiS_fnTW0KtOmMhhfrk07MdpwZ14SCwsfDxo7fLOR9RtnHtP7E0wq5mo9I7ltGEZul7ekgkkSnzDmfNlCHsbtY9hJnwVA021GFZ7pCc3xmsIqSibXXR2MPvbyd_OZU9rD/s400/wordrawing+%2528Slioch%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549067657654190866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >5 wordrawing (Slioch)<br />Alec Finlay 2010</span><br /><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">intimations </span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.social-sculpture.org/people/core-network1/prof.-caroline-tisdall.htm">Caroline Tisdall</a> has achieved recognition for her organic gardens, her conservation work in Africa and her many books and films, which include the direction of Joseph Beuys and The Last Post Run for BBC2 and Channel 4 respectively. She has published 7 books on Joseph Beuys and worked with him to organise many of his major exhibitions. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Witches-Point-Caroline-Vlissingen-Tisdall/dp/0951263102">Witches' Point: Time in a Landscape</a> </span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">is</span></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> a collection of shared poems from Loch Ewe. </span><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><i><div></div></i>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-73491653094867040152010-10-18T01:20:00.000-07:002010-11-07T13:49:19.416-08:00(19) Munlochy<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />‘A tiny doll hangs by the throat at the black well-mouth.<br />The weak thin young man descends, takes water from the trough,<br />and puts it on his chest. His wife seals that with a kiss.<br />He wears his hospital wristband.<br />People are getting over everything,<br />using these rip-rag gallows trees.’<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">– Valerie Gillies, from ‘Munlochy’</span></span></span><br /></span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/19%20Munlochy%2C%20Valerie%20Gilies.mp3">19 audio, Valerie Gillies, 'Munlochy'</a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span><br /><div><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Iizuka hot springs</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clootie_well">Cloutie Well</a>, Munlochy</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">post town of Ko-ori</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is Strathpeffer, and Angus’ steading at Millnain</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Okido Barrier</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is the turning from the A835 on to the A832 at Contin, low mist over a fast wet road</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">all night, thunder, pouring buckets, roof leaking, fleas mosquitoes</span></span></i></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> in droves</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> has to be the rain, general and specific, the midges and ticks, prolific</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Well</span></span></span></b><br /><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The ramshackleness of Basho’s lodging merges into the raggle-taggle rotting cloots of Munlochy, where it drizzled and cleared, drizzled and cleared.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgER3kMXlzDDye24_gnU6hJOYLK1vtwr7wA3BdQaZ4WiUw1oXFkymhHtfX839VoT6cp_ASpPFoe-hsCWzGZtW_dxRqKGBkOTntRmg9qNJEBGqtJkEyLbQXNg56EChlrx3QNG1J__m8ob3o/s1600/19+clootie+well+basin.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527093041532177490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgER3kMXlzDDye24_gnU6hJOYLK1vtwr7wA3BdQaZ4WiUw1oXFkymhHtfX839VoT6cp_ASpPFoe-hsCWzGZtW_dxRqKGBkOTntRmg9qNJEBGqtJkEyLbQXNg56EChlrx3QNG1J__m8ob3o/s400/19+clootie+well+basin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 The Well</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsLFOzMxuTAAgOjV0wIk2UgVRJHhh2i_T1WPUM1DLs4mxwHLP_dVsdpfT8XvW4LpIu048MWunYz5XOfJ9OxuApgCp3e8HNs860plyKhrqvG4vs10rVPYFhI7wZwJ4UP5KKeXlDhcezcA/s1600/19+three+times+sunwise.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527093046590767906" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsLFOzMxuTAAgOjV0wIk2UgVRJHhh2i_T1WPUM1DLs4mxwHLP_dVsdpfT8XvW4LpIu048MWunYz5XOfJ9OxuApgCp3e8HNs860plyKhrqvG4vs10rVPYFhI7wZwJ4UP5KKeXlDhcezcA/s400/19+three+times+sunwise.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 three times sunwise</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >The Rite</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span>Walk round the well 3 times</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">sunwise.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ablute face and hands</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">wash your clout.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Drink some well water</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">or splash some on the ground.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Make a silent wish or prayer.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Apply your clout, or mind,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">to the wound.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tie your clout on</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">and leave it to rot.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/19%20Ango%20at%20Munlochy.mp3">19 audio, Angus Dunn, Munlochy</a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sKLlHpXdiYdZnJYm63AwQZ-9umYHU1brgegl9_k2DII47iR2526AI3Eh1WANkVyY6C7HxnS2g9wsoR40ZeVevPZ7KzjD-294s5FdaqgOzPnkAMsNY8G2VELLUHNLYowvgUJckZH75DU/s1600/Ango.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096746783902530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sKLlHpXdiYdZnJYm63AwQZ-9umYHU1brgegl9_k2DII47iR2526AI3Eh1WANkVyY6C7HxnS2g9wsoR40ZeVevPZ7KzjD-294s5FdaqgOzPnkAMsNY8G2VELLUHNLYowvgUJckZH75DU/s400/Ango.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">19 Ango</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Alec Finlay, 2010<br /><br />Eck poured a dash of Osmanthus Black from the flask, and Ken tinkled the well with a few drops of the local Glenmorangie, at 10 years old with youth on its side.</span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAwce59MrK7zpbtzS7P93rKCB32KaoF6C50NrauuR6JUc5y_ufyKYUCUtA2LFktMyzuzOZ2OAD7JkjNtdWjhJ-_fdarhFxgyiya4s1fFEGItxuPJV6HvT617JKGBx_PpOR3gVyKe1EH0M/s1600/Basho+%26+Ango+libate.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527096776088036066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAwce59MrK7zpbtzS7P93rKCB32KaoF6C50NrauuR6JUc5y_ufyKYUCUtA2LFktMyzuzOZ2OAD7JkjNtdWjhJ-_fdarhFxgyiya4s1fFEGItxuPJV6HvT617JKGBx_PpOR3gVyKe1EH0M/s400/Basho+%26+Ango+libate.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Basho & Ango libate The Cloutie Well</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5yu9f1ZQOUq_8PfyfxnibHXfBG_x0K03tSkBhvwz_5B9L7IhdrxJOfmoKhUukl-OYp8Q56wUxcU9nsaaZEw4QEUREVv2lfqGEIvHKa9j3ckFDtytxmnyCwJ1vvGgw7qX7HpGWn7XfwdA/s1600/Sora+at+the+well.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097399567906674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5yu9f1ZQOUq_8PfyfxnibHXfBG_x0K03tSkBhvwz_5B9L7IhdrxJOfmoKhUukl-OYp8Q56wUxcU9nsaaZEw4QEUREVv2lfqGEIvHKa9j3ckFDtytxmnyCwJ1vvGgw7qX7HpGWn7XfwdA/s400/Sora+at+the+well.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Sora’s wash</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><br /><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Times;" ><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Visitors</span></span></span></b></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><br /></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I </span>first came here on a bright spring Sunday in 2001, returning from the Cromarty Book Festival, when the basin was right by the road and there was no car park; the photo in my photo album shows a knoll of trees made gaudy with pieces of clothing. I recommended it to Angus Reid, who was travelling by earlier this summer, but he found it a dismal, desolate place.</span> </span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcjI9DEPlN4YItDIXlD2oTGUL_EMPYt7JMzwNm_MptpJoHWDjtQXFCsk7f9FdNOenyx1zndgJHvOchS8sBi1YCzjjI5f6VnSenYJ9efDr6Xj6SpnOXzSETxnG5-_uQpmIBVcoOObB0mvQ/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28a+slow+air%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527097446366679794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcjI9DEPlN4YItDIXlD2oTGUL_EMPYt7JMzwNm_MptpJoHWDjtQXFCsk7f9FdNOenyx1zndgJHvOchS8sBi1YCzjjI5f6VnSenYJ9efDr6Xj6SpnOXzSETxnG5-_uQpmIBVcoOObB0mvQ/s400/19+hokku-label+%28a+slow+air%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcjI9DEPlN4YItDIXlD2oTGUL_EMPYt7JMzwNm_MptpJoHWDjtQXFCsk7f9FdNOenyx1zndgJHvOchS8sBi1YCzjjI5f6VnSenYJ9efDr6Xj6SpnOXzSETxnG5-_uQpmIBVcoOObB0mvQ/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28a+slow+air%29.jpg"></a></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 hokku-label</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘a slow air / entitled / </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Mr Reid’s dismay</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">’, KC)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Ken Cockburn, 2010<br /><br />Today’s Angus directs us to a car park, made once the site got on the tourist trail and coaches started blocking the road; the coin-peppered basin’s now a few metres uphill, beneath a canopy of beech, rowan and larch.</span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">It’s a strange site, much used; clothes left to fade and rot with time. As Angus explains in the audio, when you’re ill you leave something here, and the illness stays too.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6728MarTP4_0Tg4TIUHEAV6kFGxR_mQg6dmP0td3-wMFmLH6JkCOWoRC5ZVNqAapSdzA3O4vmejzH8OlhnAh74jxsRCe3mR6wzZmojEHkDYb8g0L95PsFHEtyu4o5U-vrBvbyYzFY6s/s1600/Basho+at+the+well.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101018957295874" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6728MarTP4_0Tg4TIUHEAV6kFGxR_mQg6dmP0td3-wMFmLH6JkCOWoRC5ZVNqAapSdzA3O4vmejzH8OlhnAh74jxsRCe3mR6wzZmojEHkDYb8g0L95PsFHEtyu4o5U-vrBvbyYzFY6s/s400/Basho+at+the+well.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Basho at the well</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span> </span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">I’ve brought a top of my sister’s, douse it in the basin and attach it to a berryless young </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">rowan, bent </span></span></span>over with the weight of i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">ts attachments b</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >ut still sprouting vital green shoots.</span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We perform the suggested rite – three times sunwise round – then drink, immerse our hands, Angus splashes his face too; and perform our own rite, libation and communal drink of Glenmorangie.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Eck points out the basin to a young English couple, and the decisive sceptical reply comes, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I'm not going to be drinking any of that</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. They don't hang about.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The rain’s eased.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Cloots left behind, backs turned on them, even taking a photograph away seems counter-productive; I look generally and not the particulars. But the water’s good and the green’s good and in the battle between the trees’ rate of growth and the cloots’ rate of disintegration the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">genius loci</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> will overcome detritus.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilMG5Cpc7APAhjA4wN0xpJY_PkZSJKrEFPGejIoSd88HVybZ3K8XK3SVULHOfCPRC6wTWQPg_cQzwCBh1eqON0jTX-cS8UyPV_lh8P8nEz7wZRRJ6ywZ3Rz7kRfVJJ92GDeWMKxJ29ugQ/s1600/AD+3.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527160501552051202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilMG5Cpc7APAhjA4wN0xpJY_PkZSJKrEFPGejIoSd88HVybZ3K8XK3SVULHOfCPRC6wTWQPg_cQzwCBh1eqON0jTX-cS8UyPV_lh8P8nEz7wZRRJ6ywZ3Rz7kRfVJJ92GDeWMKxJ29ugQ/s400/AD+3.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">19 hokku-label</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria;"><span class="Apple-style-span">('The message of the cloths / Is not the message of the leaves', AD)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWnDX45Wyy_57k_8jCSX2PcqHaMB9_nFM6C_u41LuRjGUtMsqM8PTJiQs7kpCzlr3C6cJ0EkZkKg9-f2b-JCh4V-79A7vqvpc8fZSndjCz910v3Vyhfq_G6PrihPnCt5tkNEMAncUduVA/s1600/AD+6.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527165407892007698" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWnDX45Wyy_57k_8jCSX2PcqHaMB9_nFM6C_u41LuRjGUtMsqM8PTJiQs7kpCzlr3C6cJ0EkZkKg9-f2b-JCh4V-79A7vqvpc8fZSndjCz910v3Vyhfq_G6PrihPnCt5tkNEMAncUduVA/s400/AD+6.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">19 hokku-label<br />('On the hillside / Cloth of cold, cloth of fever' / Mouldering by the spring', AD)<br />Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguck4OLEOljjRw4-6u-N26Yuul-_2R8p7uD38XTGIhgLJ1qZGR8JWZJ1p0VxG686Gkv5VmNuuhq7bT20mMGFjC5WP8dIQERwSp_y7R78bbbgh4zuuY-DLUD_V5SZLDIz25IeXMJlp86rI/s1600/AD+5.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527160510644399010" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguck4OLEOljjRw4-6u-N26Yuul-_2R8p7uD38XTGIhgLJ1qZGR8JWZJ1p0VxG686Gkv5VmNuuhq7bT20mMGFjC5WP8dIQERwSp_y7R78bbbgh4zuuY-DLUD_V5SZLDIz25IeXMJlp86rI/s400/AD+5.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">19 hokku-label<br />('Pine and beech, ash and birch / Flag and sock, glove and sash / Long and hope, wish and want', AD)<br />Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The information board mentions the 1581 Act banning pilgrimages to such sites but the practice was never entirely stifled. I recall <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/45-quraing.html">Tobar Loch Shianta</a> on Skye, which by comparison is hidden, unsignposted, unburdened with remnants (to the extent our wishes and poem-labels were removed overnight); in some ways Munlochy’s clutter’s the opposite of that loch’s clear waters, but it has its own clarity, in its continually restated willingness to let the world go.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(KC)</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ragbag</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.....................</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Mittens</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">...........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">cloUts</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">...............</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">triNkets</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.........</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">wooLies</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">................</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">sOcks</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">...................</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">sCarves</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span style="color:white;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.....................</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Hankys</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span>jewellrY</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;color:black;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJa2J082PZiEyD6bM_hKg05nlVbLiWt4aOZ8s2dAm52ZRedBPXgDO0i7wok4eDCeswHLQB8TwvmomcJz1uwaQpEsjMvy9cstA9oKZfqKVNHsvd2vSHlFcbosWPDagUORTOSmrzemdlJZk/s1600/circle+poem+%28the+day+goes+by%29.jpg"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527169807952651730" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJa2J082PZiEyD6bM_hKg05nlVbLiWt4aOZ8s2dAm52ZRedBPXgDO0i7wok4eDCeswHLQB8TwvmomcJz1uwaQpEsjMvy9cstA9oKZfqKVNHsvd2vSHlFcbosWPDagUORTOSmrzemdlJZk/s400/circle+poem+%28the+day+goes+by%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 circle poem (the day goes by)</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLiXZxwoL8mePjD6GrIWjYH9O3vlthEV3JaSKy_k-2tR9zHvaW2baJbi7n3YoGjPkaVz9XaDQkpBDlp3Wdu4Vfg_Wx9v8R5ybSOMTTx9SGSPUet7h9iRsA-7XCmunvWTW9WVnW8B2ETAo/s1600/Prayer+Flags.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101022796725746" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLiXZxwoL8mePjD6GrIWjYH9O3vlthEV3JaSKy_k-2tR9zHvaW2baJbi7n3YoGjPkaVz9XaDQkpBDlp3Wdu4Vfg_Wx9v8R5ybSOMTTx9SGSPUet7h9iRsA-7XCmunvWTW9WVnW8B2ETAo/s400/Prayer+Flags.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 prayer flags, Munlochy</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2aLZvKeKx_7aTy-u3uPnxyNXODdUzI9kvRq7q9PqppF4cM_KVA8ZFwx_5sU1sNkbEbNmvHesLv6HL1Ihd41IyiNwVmjdUEXpW05aXry4g88-_1BNaEC6U-0WpVDdv2btDwz6ARZfKnzU/s1600/AD+2.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527160500686343346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2aLZvKeKx_7aTy-u3uPnxyNXODdUzI9kvRq7q9PqppF4cM_KVA8ZFwx_5sU1sNkbEbNmvHesLv6HL1Ihd41IyiNwVmjdUEXpW05aXry4g88-_1BNaEC6U-0WpVDdv2btDwz6ARZfKnzU/s400/AD+2.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 hokku-label</span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">('Occasional birdsong / And many cloths – / Chaffinch, scarf, / Bunting')</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEq4ROYVSq2sI4_p4MiITClvZ5itc8VYVOSFZdRrPSpNB-sduCecAbgoLswKxQhjzhYJjcedC-0zGgB668-VdExa9XGLIK2D3CSR1TS9p1odzVToatjkQE6IfmtsuTzTsUN0X0khxbiZ0/s1600/AD+4.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527160507832314146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEq4ROYVSq2sI4_p4MiITClvZ5itc8VYVOSFZdRrPSpNB-sduCecAbgoLswKxQhjzhYJjcedC-0zGgB668-VdExa9XGLIK2D3CSR1TS9p1odzVToatjkQE6IfmtsuTzTsUN0X0khxbiZ0/s400/AD+4.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Sora </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span></span></span><div><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBkIo6AiYihWZUB5avktgJyVFpO7ZZ_V0Ey-Tb8Kvn_r1tb9EK8bvFcJFKTfxd_uDME0MvLqzDpur3dnix3yh-WKiObCE520rHBGWHZiTGxXKpg7D141G8A_sq9ZNPVP8lf947G6Hyfdk/s1600/Sora's+cloot.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101026573102866" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBkIo6AiYihWZUB5avktgJyVFpO7ZZ_V0Ey-Tb8Kvn_r1tb9EK8bvFcJFKTfxd_uDME0MvLqzDpur3dnix3yh-WKiObCE520rHBGWHZiTGxXKpg7D141G8A_sq9ZNPVP8lf947G6Hyfdk/s400/Sora's+cloot.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Sora’s clout</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErCRk_RSwzLhI0Cxgt7sFGV34b2PcgKG_ukRK7u6ThozLJTjtLShfP081SRnfcQsOpvfmFXLm5PK0X3zTYQNPpb_2QsRWEKzEZ1oBZQ74BVVGnvpc04_ctcJNFdgqmbeWWAmFGJQhUBU/s1600/Ango+with+Munlochy+Midge.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101730468853714" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErCRk_RSwzLhI0Cxgt7sFGV34b2PcgKG_ukRK7u6ThozLJTjtLShfP081SRnfcQsOpvfmFXLm5PK0X3zTYQNPpb_2QsRWEKzEZ1oBZQ74BVVGnvpc04_ctcJNFdgqmbeWWAmFGJQhUBU/s400/Ango+with+Munlochy+Midge.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Ango, with Munlochy Midge</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlzgPA1HBVfKDFG1O_ANYwRTWxeEsLiZKqV9GuJa16LyquXEerlmJ51Miq7Tgq0ZdoXGvwgJY9o3CSgB2epuyt7Vn6nKbYGkkk7vkOS32YkC_1IOaYHbaVXyIBzX3Pfgte957GjLg5z4/s1600/Ango,+Basho,+Sora.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527102859954114242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlzgPA1HBVfKDFG1O_ANYwRTWxeEsLiZKqV9GuJa16LyquXEerlmJ51Miq7Tgq0ZdoXGvwgJY9o3CSgB2epuyt7Vn6nKbYGkkk7vkOS32YkC_1IOaYHbaVXyIBzX3Pfgte957GjLg5z4/s400/Ango,+Basho,+Sora.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Cloutees (Ango, Basho, Sora)</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Unknown Anglophone photographer, 2010</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBcvJJA28wxFLrKh7fTrk7NG4bkNiqE6pZvqhgs6elysEPmJcbeolTA6YJrW7QFczKP4PUJO6kq43AEAbEyjUk3q0FjKNkww-whHtDBMGCUT5AfnN91maYPtU-MI5md7IQJq7D6_WgH4/s1600/19+clootie+well+4.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101787573814066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBcvJJA28wxFLrKh7fTrk7NG4bkNiqE6pZvqhgs6elysEPmJcbeolTA6YJrW7QFczKP4PUJO6kq43AEAbEyjUk3q0FjKNkww-whHtDBMGCUT5AfnN91maYPtU-MI5md7IQJq7D6_WgH4/s400/19+clootie+well+4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfTgdtudhTbisIRwtFZ7acXDLmSY2W0n5BrtXWvUnQEhTh93rw8H9O5rZbop7EOtyr3DVROdadRlqCjRLrWlw81aLh1oBMWHtJubVYfSDfk_nW8ysh1j_K6fMaHD1lhyphenhyphenIprLsh2gJ46o/s1600/19+clootie+well+3.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101773006555650" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfTgdtudhTbisIRwtFZ7acXDLmSY2W0n5BrtXWvUnQEhTh93rw8H9O5rZbop7EOtyr3DVROdadRlqCjRLrWlw81aLh1oBMWHtJubVYfSDfk_nW8ysh1j_K6fMaHD1lhyphenhyphenIprLsh2gJ46o/s400/19+clootie+well+3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPfTgdtudhTbisIRwtFZ7acXDLmSY2W0n5BrtXWvUnQEhTh93rw8H9O5rZbop7EOtyr3DVROdadRlqCjRLrWlw81aLh1oBMWHtJubVYfSDfk_nW8ysh1j_K6fMaHD1lhyphenhyphenIprLsh2gJ46o/s1600/19+clootie+well+3.jpg"></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSopkXat963iJfdl31CcqO_I-UU7UIJLuMgwXZT4Mpewrv0nAgY8yS2CZUHkcHdyyvBTqsIhU_cHa6vr6EcERlniOkJuv4bwxwV-arTFkAQdxbPZLCdKzQJ45baB2jIGRTbDnuDJQP1rM/s1600/19+clootie+well+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101761460323490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSopkXat963iJfdl31CcqO_I-UU7UIJLuMgwXZT4Mpewrv0nAgY8yS2CZUHkcHdyyvBTqsIhU_cHa6vr6EcERlniOkJuv4bwxwV-arTFkAQdxbPZLCdKzQJ45baB2jIGRTbDnuDJQP1rM/s400/19+clootie+well+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujnWZqp83E3otY2c0uWsdAXnhoLUk_WrvsACEBhHabQRLr5Red3lQGua_9qYdtfppUSCrHgKWudFQvRd3OFtXu1re0WpXZou0Y4A4JjPzJtLNO0shhWhhxiBRCanKxILCcj_HKTW0lnk/s1600/19+clootie+well+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527101741715347954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgujnWZqp83E3otY2c0uWsdAXnhoLUk_WrvsACEBhHabQRLr5Red3lQGua_9qYdtfppUSCrHgKWudFQvRd3OFtXu1re0WpXZou0Y4A4JjPzJtLNO0shhWhhxiBRCanKxILCcj_HKTW0lnk/s400/19+clootie+well+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br />19 clouts</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">Ken Cockburn,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> 2010</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><b>Our Rags & Wishes</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;color:black;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplFn3aNXT5s8byowiEseOhUjq73CSjPBbsg4FRh2yQvjXGdEuFi4Sog88S9hPw63w8rJ_YGtTnNVNz79VvRGIIpbNTXKi-JnS9BOQEPCuYRHmYFdGMD7b6WHf4iVzTcqvrI0tEav2Mic/s1600/AD+1.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527160494205037426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplFn3aNXT5s8byowiEseOhUjq73CSjPBbsg4FRh2yQvjXGdEuFi4Sog88S9hPw63w8rJ_YGtTnNVNz79VvRGIIpbNTXKi-JnS9BOQEPCuYRHmYFdGMD7b6WHf4iVzTcqvrI0tEav2Mic/s400/AD+1.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 hokku-labels</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">Munlochy hokku</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">(I)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">thread-</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">bare</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">care-</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">worn</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">patch-</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">work</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">cast-</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">off</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">rags &</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">wishes</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(II)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">how many wishes</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">hung out</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">in the rain</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(III)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">our colours fade</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">with what wishes</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">as we rot</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">with what wishes</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(IV)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">after Basho</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">)</span></span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">future</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">further</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">off than</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">ever</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">AF</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">)</span></span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(V)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">the message of the clothes</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">is different</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">from the message of the leaves</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(VI)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">on the hillside –</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">cloths of cold</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">cloth of fever</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">mouldering away</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">AD</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">)</span></span></span></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(VII)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">hanging out</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">the washing</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">for good</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">(VIII)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">Munlochy rain –</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">a memory of sunshine</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" ><div style="text-align: center;">a memory of health</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:small;color:black;" ><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:medium;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-size:small;color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">KC</span></span></span></i><span style="font-style: italic;">)</span></span></div></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufsTTEs6WAuWLvYZ7pFWwgkq0nbSm2__FdEJa0lUmPCGsktiZjIn8DP3LUMF2fdcSN0tcp65JmcCKokqN3lOEwbhJ7YUVONtRVh0oRlQBFjaO6IIDT_58rCKq46iB5yV4F0nJXixzObk/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28hanging+out%29.jpg"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527106731375495506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufsTTEs6WAuWLvYZ7pFWwgkq0nbSm2__FdEJa0lUmPCGsktiZjIn8DP3LUMF2fdcSN0tcp65JmcCKokqN3lOEwbhJ7YUVONtRVh0oRlQBFjaO6IIDT_58rCKq46iB5yV4F0nJXixzObk/s400/19+hokku-label+%28hanging+out%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rWGNd-ScIaIIGIklRdgojdQUVHOvt5OY5H4RdudshNaW-UePKCxW_jrtYUkEMk3hEykY8-yPf2dffL0dFaD_X3Kqr9kGhi5knamrz_3OkTl-n1EGQWpoktgTifqsq-MHBr1cdVsqiJk/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28on+the+hillside%29.jpg"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527106736339772834" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3rWGNd-ScIaIIGIklRdgojdQUVHOvt5OY5H4RdudshNaW-UePKCxW_jrtYUkEMk3hEykY8-yPf2dffL0dFaD_X3Kqr9kGhi5knamrz_3OkTl-n1EGQWpoktgTifqsq-MHBr1cdVsqiJk/s400/19+hokku-label+%28on+the+hillside%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1-48b9kJTUOWdqI0sQwNFor-Wc1dgPgBsFGpqPAJy07eNtfrmyWyGe8ReCSPtEW1v4qkEl9zK39KMVlFyAm8UfMJkOMKhYTdsicKZxK2gJaFOwN7YzWbv9HZoQffyvaXjcqaFCr4lJns/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28Munlochy+rain%29+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527105551488646530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1-48b9kJTUOWdqI0sQwNFor-Wc1dgPgBsFGpqPAJy07eNtfrmyWyGe8ReCSPtEW1v4qkEl9zK39KMVlFyAm8UfMJkOMKhYTdsicKZxK2gJaFOwN7YzWbv9HZoQffyvaXjcqaFCr4lJns/s400/19+hokku-label+%28Munlochy+rain%29+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 hokku-labels, Munlochy</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Fabrications (1): Nub</span></span></span></b><br /><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Over lunch at the Munlochy Hotel Angus entertains us with news of recent local happenings – a grand party hosted by the gay vegan biker couple, and the Ambassador of Nub’s stagemanaged visit, when Angus circulated as ‘August June, warrior-poet of Nub’, asking guests </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">can I have a word?</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> and at the end of the affair constructing from said words a Nubbite ode.</span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Fabrications (2): The Steading, Whelk and Fire Temple</span></span></span></b><br /><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUOOgtcsMB4QrUyvsS7Dwzr9JrWBp4shcnoLkx8KhfEUfylADyxF1X_2G0yt5LVTSpdC0BRJBjddglDHMpnfSSMjZkMKlRgNI-OZp-tqdSVUbbQpQKRyAZ2D3FmK-E2q_Ylaj_8Z17eU/s1600/19+rowanberry+windscreen.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108034321044658" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUOOgtcsMB4QrUyvsS7Dwzr9JrWBp4shcnoLkx8KhfEUfylADyxF1X_2G0yt5LVTSpdC0BRJBjddglDHMpnfSSMjZkMKlRgNI-OZp-tqdSVUbbQpQKRyAZ2D3FmK-E2q_Ylaj_8Z17eU/s400/19+rowanberry+windscreen.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">15:15 19.09.2010</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CMbmmAaQxVjROVInrJKpROtUdz_EY92NpCLt5l4A_y-GWCOdiyp6FDqBDLxqWw-B635NoWpLJ54B3mhczq-nZChJAjMCJz0BMWqUXMlHy2jTKBqv86Cze91LCog4iUCQi60eLE1eyk4/s1600/19+whelk+Angus%27s+shed.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527108039310508674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CMbmmAaQxVjROVInrJKpROtUdz_EY92NpCLt5l4A_y-GWCOdiyp6FDqBDLxqWw-B635NoWpLJ54B3mhczq-nZChJAjMCJz0BMWqUXMlHy2jTKBqv86Cze91LCog4iUCQi60eLE1eyk4/s400/19+whelk+Angus%27s+shed.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">19 Nasturtiums</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><br />On the outskirts of Strathpeffer rowanberries drape the windscreen and nasturtiums are still in flower.<br /><br />Added to our contemporary survey of things perched between art and architecture is the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">whorled form</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of the whelk – to be formally addressed as ‘The Conch Sound Studio’ – imagined by artists </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.walkerandbromwich.org.uk/walkerandbromwich/home.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Neil Bromwich & Zoe Walker</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(of Berwick), and fabricated by Angus himself. Last seen at the Inverness Expo.</span></span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"> </span></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRkMy1g6YIUvC36VjZ-5H9hNMZwpGSvz-4IzMhT23G_Xj2NyrSc8wNucV4gpE3JWkHJQ5Tjm5O3-3jWIpBD0uG96ttBJd6WOMYKW82WAqR7-GvTquv9BctldPql4noxCwcGT14EQNCIag/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28The+Whelk%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527110874822060930" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRkMy1g6YIUvC36VjZ-5H9hNMZwpGSvz-4IzMhT23G_Xj2NyrSc8wNucV4gpE3JWkHJQ5Tjm5O3-3jWIpBD0uG96ttBJd6WOMYKW82WAqR7-GvTquv9BctldPql4noxCwcGT14EQNCIag/s400/19+hokku-label+%28The+Whelk%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 hokku-label, The Whelk</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘of growth / & form // talk spirals /thoughts dome’, AF)</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DhLk_pvKy_zGJV8ednovmnsZgtxwJY2UaiYNZOX5rGaPttJ8E2ZWwe9vI2LKzvkf3As0hm3Wv6oI2r5CXljuXSr0ecSQd5uMHfGudfTtnRDlbEZblnPwGQ-cMo73ogyperS6ezzxSVU/s1600/19+wrapped+whelk.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527111111159020962" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DhLk_pvKy_zGJV8ednovmnsZgtxwJY2UaiYNZOX5rGaPttJ8E2ZWwe9vI2LKzvkf3As0hm3Wv6oI2r5CXljuXSr0ecSQd5uMHfGudfTtnRDlbEZblnPwGQ-cMo73ogyperS6ezzxSVU/s400/19+wrapped+whelk.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Wrapped Whelk</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdI5r5jPVVVEe-6DqbaV7ZkOCWs0v2Pm3_7ojiemHSD9x4qPZqv0JTwFp0y-9hHRofVpZXYg1-HpJ7iQCkfTBUHcijzKVfCNEZ5Isy9zq7TcqjGxJKfVpsIkQVlw-6kb7ScWuJ_bMylM/s1600/Angus+Dunn+-+Mobile+Whelk+1.jpg"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527094378620795154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXdI5r5jPVVVEe-6DqbaV7ZkOCWs0v2Pm3_7ojiemHSD9x4qPZqv0JTwFp0y-9hHRofVpZXYg1-HpJ7iQCkfTBUHcijzKVfCNEZ5Isy9zq7TcqjGxJKfVpsIkQVlw-6kb7ScWuJ_bMylM/s400/Angus+Dunn+-+Mobile+Whelk+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;">19 The Whelk</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qi2b7O_6Z8FljYbOUTB0PYhXLDshfLER5l1HYycqgpQGBRQj0GivaGbixzBtWfA01JPojiw8SIJM0IdMRlrr5omwXrVy7t7LrIjEsu9e81dYRIOjENf4Xn4PPqbQxQ5YEvEirEZylbM/s1600/Angus+Dunn+-+Mobile+Whelk+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527094385851287474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qi2b7O_6Z8FljYbOUTB0PYhXLDshfLER5l1HYycqgpQGBRQj0GivaGbixzBtWfA01JPojiw8SIJM0IdMRlrr5omwXrVy7t7LrIjEsu9e81dYRIOjENf4Xn4PPqbQxQ5YEvEirEZylbM/s400/Angus+Dunn+-+Mobile+Whelk+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 The Whelk</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">Angus Dunn, 2010</span></span></span><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/1599958/19%20Strathpeffer%20%28whelk%29.mp3">19 audio, Angus Dunn, The Whelk</a><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" ><br /></span> </span>Sans seasmell, the shell’s scented with larch, a cosy shelter for chats. Neil and Zoe have a</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" > </span>fine line in idylic faery-tale share-spaces. Angus’ improvisatory touch and the Outlandia-like intimacy gives this integument a specal air; it’s a beachwork to equal their celebrated silver sailboat, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Celestial Radio</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. This </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">L’arch</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> for that </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">M’irror.</span></span></i></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></i></span></div><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Pw8lphWStPSylDFneXBd5BuFpO-xT750dmmtMhw9pJjEg-f51wPR-4OP-rE7rEIdbmfeOp1h7HX7yjHbKSaCmY4Ek4njrhko5734e3wLTouHDFtfmQFiBmwKw5mFnnpetCpujrLUKlE/s1600/19+celestial+saiboat.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527113078092019250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Pw8lphWStPSylDFneXBd5BuFpO-xT750dmmtMhw9pJjEg-f51wPR-4OP-rE7rEIdbmfeOp1h7HX7yjHbKSaCmY4Ek4njrhko5734e3wLTouHDFtfmQFiBmwKw5mFnnpetCpujrLUKlE/s400/19+celestial+saiboat.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 366px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 <i>Celestial Radio (daytime)</i></span></span></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Neil Bromwich & Zoe Walker</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Pippy Houldsworth, 2004</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqYkxDOcZMtpVnf03I5lIgERkBqhIbyLK-oPhyphenhyphen3bavbNmv3r0CfL6O6QT9-yYIrg9O3eSTe7JB-KAyyd3FbCV-9y9TRReyeVJ18M2iRkqQ6pWwxi1s539-rl0xiebKRlqa1VX8psuFHM/s1600/19+Indian+fire-temple.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527111767077862002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqYkxDOcZMtpVnf03I5lIgERkBqhIbyLK-oPhyphenhyphen3bavbNmv3r0CfL6O6QT9-yYIrg9O3eSTe7JB-KAyyd3FbCV-9y9TRReyeVJ18M2iRkqQ6pWwxi1s539-rl0xiebKRlqa1VX8psuFHM/s400/19+Indian+fire-temple.jpg" style="height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">19 Indian fire-temple</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNXC9g2voAMje4IHWhnHw-myXk5urfpkUjwc41UewodTvFZDBa0eyv28RwGZxLZPeUdO2bNUQAywY_o9fn8jGgvxeCauWtOlUjmg861XCOa8m__c26QJXDE96-fPYxcI-s-wQHY-O93w/s1600/Planning+Slioch.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527112022836454610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNXC9g2voAMje4IHWhnHw-myXk5urfpkUjwc41UewodTvFZDBa0eyv28RwGZxLZPeUdO2bNUQAywY_o9fn8jGgvxeCauWtOlUjmg861XCOa8m__c26QJXDE96-fPYxcI-s-wQHY-O93w/s400/Planning+Slioch.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><br /><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">19 Angus points the route in to Slioch for Basho</span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br /><b> Eagle Stone, Strathpeffer</b></span></span></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Brahan Seer predicted that the third time stone falls, the sea will rise so far that a ship will </span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">be able to sail into Strathpeffer. </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">It has already fallen twice, and is now concreted to ensure stability. </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(www.clan-mackenzie.org.uk) Sealevel again, something more than the equinoctial moon –keels in the woods, recalling the image of boats anchored around Dunadd, the hunt coursing through The Princess Forest. Memory as prediction.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;color:black;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBo4BQmRgcrdpWN9YKWfdkhCgMx9iT8DNrw0k-JzfcqP6Y181dlQpWxpiBaVm3XKfhVn7Trg2ZHJBgu-qFv3oTo51L_MVvuPgpSo6DKP5kde9S5bf-YXxcEQW45jRzzjLV7kXFcfEwMw/s1600/19+hokku-label+%28a+stone+anchor%29+2.jpg"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527113540185593378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBo4BQmRgcrdpWN9YKWfdkhCgMx9iT8DNrw0k-JzfcqP6Y181dlQpWxpiBaVm3XKfhVn7Trg2ZHJBgu-qFv3oTo51L_MVvuPgpSo6DKP5kde9S5bf-YXxcEQW45jRzzjLV7kXFcfEwMw/s400/19+hokku-label+%28a+stone+anchor%29+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; width: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">1</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">9</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;font-size:small;" > hokku-label, Eagle Stone</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(‘a stone anchor / waits in the forest / for sail and sea’, AF)</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>intimations</b><br /><br />The Forestry Commissi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">on,</span> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><a href="http://www.forestry.gov.uk/website/recreation.nsf/LUWebDocsByKey/ScotlandHighlandNoForestLittleburnClootieWell">Cloutie Well</a></span><br /><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><br /></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.angusdunn.co.uk/">Angus Dunn</a> is a poet, short-story writer and novelist</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. His latest book, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.cromness.co.uk/">Writing in the Sand</a> (2006), is set in the Highlands. You can also hear Angus talk about his work </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.readingroom.spl.org.uk/podcasts/dunn.htm">here</a>. </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.artsinmotion.co.uk/frameset.html">Arts in Motion</a> provide technical support for art productions. </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.walkerandbromwich.org.uk/walkerandbromwich/home.html">Neil Bromwich & Zoe Walker</a> make art and space that challenges its audience socially and psychologically.</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Times;color:black;" ><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><a href="http://www.valeriegillies.com/">Valerie Gillies</a> </span></span></span></span>was the Edinburgh Maker, poet laureate to the city, 2005 - 2008. In </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"><a href="http://www.valeriegillies.com/springteller.html">The Spring Teller</a> </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);">(2008), a journey our own echoes, Valerie travels the wells and springs of Scotland and Island in a series of poems. </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoPlainText" face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="font-size:x-small;"><span lang="EN-US"> </span></span></div></div></div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-46076364288418074462010-10-12T03:17:00.000-07:002011-07-11T02:37:49.879-07:00(18) Dun Carloway<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span></span></div>‘Names are a legacy.’<br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> - Ian Stephen, ‘Versed in Vessels: An appreciation of Ian Hamilton Finlay’s fleet’, in Chapman, no.78-9 (1994</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >)</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">‘A lot of my work is to do with straightforward affection (liking, appreciation), and it always amazes me how little affection for ANYTHING there is in art today.’</span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> - Ian Hamilton Finlay, from a letter to Ian Stephen (1994)</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">ferry at Tsukinowa</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is sailing with Ian in El Vigo, and travelling the Pentland Road in Jon’s blue Berlingo</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">remains of Sato Shoji’s castle</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is Dun Carloway, on the Isle of Lewis</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">family graves</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is Dalmore cemetery</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the first of Satsuki</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> is the last day of September</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">An Lanntair</span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRzSb40QK2F_0NLjX5uSyz4YfXsmK5GzY35xVNJSVVh6uutTg3F0was3_jMJPyPWxsPI492ovtTgf7qNfqGsvK5QHthh3fyFDRTJH7I6sYMOBWaFHFGIQlJ64m9yfTbwRZmvtequDojLI/s1600/18AL+gallery.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRzSb40QK2F_0NLjX5uSyz4YfXsmK5GzY35xVNJSVVh6uutTg3F0was3_jMJPyPWxsPI492ovtTgf7qNfqGsvK5QHthh3fyFDRTJH7I6sYMOBWaFHFGIQlJ64m9yfTbwRZmvtequDojLI/s400/18AL+gallery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537947456621930834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Ken introduces P6 to ‘Topiary Aircraft Carrier’</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Jon Macleod, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I’m in Stornoway to run school workshops around the exhibition at An Lanntair, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ian Hamilton Finlay: Sailing Dinghy</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. I’m working with artist Jon Macleod, and together we work with pupils in the gallery, in schools, and on beaches. Finlay had a fondness for the poetry of fishing-boat names, and the unnamed sailing dinghy which forms the centrepiece of the exhibition gives scope to the kids to come up with their own names for it – here’s a selection.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Achilles</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Big Red</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Caranoch</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Dragonfly</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Mermaid</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Pearl</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Pride of Gress</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Sea Skimmer</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Star of Coll</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Vatisker</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >the Zoom</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Finlay ‘rhymed’ fishing-boats with lemons in many works – a visual, rather than a sound, rhyme, and on the last day we give the kids lemons to name, and launch them with much glee at the beach.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLWzefuGsGzWwwATsX3AyyQx4SUqY_ALMdEnaCJYGRnWR5w8P5UTsveuat20_Z8c9vO78mRAKwixvIBf4K2SjClXfzLU5kkrDmLJdVuBgTUE99bMu_0wyaeFuuNSm8S1DtWAIhyphenhyphenbqIsJE/s1600/18AL+lemons+gallery.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLWzefuGsGzWwwATsX3AyyQx4SUqY_ALMdEnaCJYGRnWR5w8P5UTsveuat20_Z8c9vO78mRAKwixvIBf4K2SjClXfzLU5kkrDmLJdVuBgTUE99bMu_0wyaeFuuNSm8S1DtWAIhyphenhyphenbqIsJE/s400/18AL+lemons+gallery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537947458732698354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAneQMl6ttnx0M1kin0l0sdGMH6OkSWvowFsPFT1tG3W4p0t3XbV6ZODeDossLL6NLTpA8atK4fdQrEhGQyJzU-7Kbbfxl_IGGbpDHi8uIgNZnPz4DosYBgxlhHbf4SGsBAJcSERF54M/s1600/18AL+Brown+Sails.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAneQMl6ttnx0M1kin0l0sdGMH6OkSWvowFsPFT1tG3W4p0t3XbV6ZODeDossLL6NLTpA8atK4fdQrEhGQyJzU-7Kbbfxl_IGGbpDHi8uIgNZnPz4DosYBgxlhHbf4SGsBAJcSERF54M/s400/18AL+Brown+Sails.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537947460574284418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZfVdYnc9470USbZ9wiXFuPF7mlcgMJYIpsbsj8MY6oKvmgVVDF5YCarGqNx8BiBgc_AY0vNJIBo1cSZkoMejktj9fO9IRUQ-svDiahwGtyYioSKKQo4z14oi0xukrwZolaODYpWtm93w/s1600/18AL+lemon+pearl.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZfVdYnc9470USbZ9wiXFuPF7mlcgMJYIpsbsj8MY6oKvmgVVDF5YCarGqNx8BiBgc_AY0vNJIBo1cSZkoMejktj9fO9IRUQ-svDiahwGtyYioSKKQo4z14oi0xukrwZolaODYpWtm93w/s400/18AL+lemon+pearl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537953137442168722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQBWNLVc9ofceEbteLhFY1OlJoidtYtgqsQwvfJjuAjlBsFLBITqys-sXZZtZacLyssgN1FsBoLCronzhAiclA2paMvt8EOnucPdWn_f5CQ2zKdAk04GmHTDE4Sxndjn2-hugHRiZ-zc/s1600/18AL+Spear+Fish.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQBWNLVc9ofceEbteLhFY1OlJoidtYtgqsQwvfJjuAjlBsFLBITqys-sXZZtZacLyssgN1FsBoLCronzhAiclA2paMvt8EOnucPdWn_f5CQ2zKdAk04GmHTDE4Sxndjn2-hugHRiZ-zc/s400/18AL+Spear+Fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537953142917524338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Names for lemons (‘Brown Sails’, ‘Pearl’, ‘Spear Fish’), Stornoway Primary School, September 2010</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Stornoway Bay</span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRgbbHDIIhPSnQhSxT5Hdp09Qv11uUca7jnTkjwndxF9ylqsgKIpRpjTV5kVG49iXakfIb_47OA_5iUoz7vTn9WRT_k6XsPmepKDNKXbx6paKm6K9YYWX4-JW82zA1BFOxwQTtCvBWhY/s1600/18S+Stornoway+Harbour%252C+boats.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRgbbHDIIhPSnQhSxT5Hdp09Qv11uUca7jnTkjwndxF9ylqsgKIpRpjTV5kVG49iXakfIb_47OA_5iUoz7vTn9WRT_k6XsPmepKDNKXbx6paKm6K9YYWX4-JW82zA1BFOxwQTtCvBWhY/s400/18S+Stornoway+Harbour%252C+boats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537963016711898706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Stornoway Harbour, boats</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxDi1Dk2i7oi_emxWU8iTWWqmQ-EhkSJxCxcMMkbOr4NLeJK2XAMirlZZcMSMf8vZwRvU2-OKgkQ0xZmVhq2yPN4O-7i6xfro_9uwzg3Tkt170sjc_zDCPw0-TaovEUUU9ggZ5xxDoDA/s1600/18S+El+Vigo+%2526+Lews+Castle.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxDi1Dk2i7oi_emxWU8iTWWqmQ-EhkSJxCxcMMkbOr4NLeJK2XAMirlZZcMSMf8vZwRvU2-OKgkQ0xZmVhq2yPN4O-7i6xfro_9uwzg3Tkt170sjc_zDCPw0-TaovEUUU9ggZ5xxDoDA/s400/18S+El+Vigo+%2526+Lews+Castle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537963018348348626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 El Vigo & Lews Castle</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Clouds have cleared and it’s a fine bright autumn afternoon. Ian Stephen has suggested a sailing trip, but the only problem is there’s next to no wind. I board El Vigo across Kaylana, moored for a repaint, with James, who lives on the top floor of Ian’s harbourside house, and we engine out from the quayside.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWl0EvNkdvbdRwGcnk3LBGESmaOQrfyE_9Yr9oQ6hRxCqRYDzoIYG0fBxRWu1wKSMGTJgx8qhA4KX3Z1z3bD-oNYctUSzdZ3UnRp51R7WOOnDrV08LuAw_zrILuYovoEmzTD9v6e64_U/s1600/18S+Ian+on+El+Vigo.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWl0EvNkdvbdRwGcnk3LBGESmaOQrfyE_9Yr9oQ6hRxCqRYDzoIYG0fBxRWu1wKSMGTJgx8qhA4KX3Z1z3bD-oNYctUSzdZ3UnRp51R7WOOnDrV08LuAw_zrILuYovoEmzTD9v6e64_U/s400/18S+Ian+on+El+Vigo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537963819108498402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Ian Stephen on El Vigo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38KFQrZJSRs5AF44aK3ByxPhAIvuspRG-ABLqVKTqQ5uTaX1N5B88srk8Hv63j1noHWTCjDwwe5RgvML35RgEdhI5fwW8i6lOqwXyWyXYSw-4ngVLhEZ7n6_VbYBFkifCee2EIY4zCeM/s1600/18S+Arnish+Yards%252C+Stornoway.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38KFQrZJSRs5AF44aK3ByxPhAIvuspRG-ABLqVKTqQ5uTaX1N5B88srk8Hv63j1noHWTCjDwwe5RgvML35RgEdhI5fwW8i6lOqwXyWyXYSw-4ngVLhEZ7n6_VbYBFkifCee2EIY4zCeM/s400/18S+Arnish+Yards%252C+Stornoway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537963824703100050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Arnish Yards, Stornoway</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Once we’re out in the bay Ian and James raise the sails. Today’s drink of choice is cider, which I haven’t tasted for years. I’m allocated the tiller, told to steer towards the Arnish yard’s landmark green, and as we get closer what I feel as a slight breeze on my cheeks fills the sails enough to get us moving. We pass the big blue CalMac freight ferry MV Muirneag, and a few smaller vessels, even pick up a bit of speed. </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ToMGdOO8cT_Q9GP4G9IVEHG5p6dWm4jo6gBX_7pxbv51nEjg-rS2uAf5BcwBr4O6rr-UaGT_XpEym8I39rCQ17EiiQ-LAtn2J6-ZTYw-McAAEoet6fxMGZs9TP_ouMfk4JJi6Mri55M/s1600/18S+Stornoway+Bay+3.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ToMGdOO8cT_Q9GP4G9IVEHG5p6dWm4jo6gBX_7pxbv51nEjg-rS2uAf5BcwBr4O6rr-UaGT_XpEym8I39rCQ17EiiQ-LAtn2J6-ZTYw-McAAEoet6fxMGZs9TP_ouMfk4JJi6Mri55M/s400/18S+Stornoway+Bay+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537963822283515394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Stornoway Bay</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnkMcIgFg6xDf_E5SY902Fj9oB1eNtKJLYaNFx6hjAFeUam2WwNWA_xMhC1uG6l2liDMA5u1ZpY-6z0LehGBTAQrTxp-AkkyEXX9ZflnHS36LOEDoeYWk9ljasqQZNeZAeNcOen__K_4/s1600/18S+Muirneag.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnkMcIgFg6xDf_E5SY902Fj9oB1eNtKJLYaNFx6hjAFeUam2WwNWA_xMhC1uG6l2liDMA5u1ZpY-6z0LehGBTAQrTxp-AkkyEXX9ZflnHS36LOEDoeYWk9ljasqQZNeZAeNcOen__K_4/s400/18S+Muirneag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537964591995394050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 MV Muirneag</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Turning, the boats slows, but we repass the Muirneag, and watch a group of young seagulls gathered hopefully around a seal who’s surfaced with a fish he eats showily, seeming to enjoy the attention. We’ve just about enough behind us to inch our way back to the quayside where we started. . Ian’s off to a meeting, despite the clement weather I’m chilled, and lightheaded from the cider, and James steers the boat back to her berth.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ti64-bzeTXK-93jkZzijmZsZOubMw5xn6sZcrnT0zEDKQmnAnATaT9VtjV-_QgQik1YrDPopqWYXA7jm9kvrHO6ioMFx2xD-p_gz1VeQJpPvfl0lFLyDMzX9eypDbPT_-wG4yq4kveQ/s1600/18S+BF833.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ti64-bzeTXK-93jkZzijmZsZOubMw5xn6sZcrnT0zEDKQmnAnATaT9VtjV-_QgQik1YrDPopqWYXA7jm9kvrHO6ioMFx2xD-p_gz1VeQJpPvfl0lFLyDMzX9eypDbPT_-wG4yq4kveQ/s400/18S+BF833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537964594832447298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqwwe25FTqs6vIxqcNgfq_IiwlANb0Z41j-TS1YHkY77nm_eNwdI9f6l8OeAR8I1Aspaji4nn0F2hkBW7fmf_Jrnhz_OYp-Bf9ZG7C2k527JVXm3kRVbbE86J9-HhnoFNriGLIBMydZw/s1600/18S+SY822.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnqwwe25FTqs6vIxqcNgfq_IiwlANb0Z41j-TS1YHkY77nm_eNwdI9f6l8OeAR8I1Aspaji4nn0F2hkBW7fmf_Jrnhz_OYp-Bf9ZG7C2k527JVXm3kRVbbE86J9-HhnoFNriGLIBMydZw/s400/18S+SY822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537965499662101618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Dalmore</span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf43xqY-Y1koHZ-lPY0ZpMLv_y65w8chmEdbuB_eKkcnfZR9TYCSZse7-xFogBof_Li4r149CqYbVfCSGymUSZ8EcA4M93J6aEuET5x-rI5cWi33701vB7Ufl0xg4kflHmGqOItgR5Evg/s1600/18D+Dalmore+cemetery.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf43xqY-Y1koHZ-lPY0ZpMLv_y65w8chmEdbuB_eKkcnfZR9TYCSZse7-xFogBof_Li4r149CqYbVfCSGymUSZ8EcA4M93J6aEuET5x-rI5cWi33701vB7Ufl0xg4kflHmGqOItgR5Evg/s400/18D+Dalmore+cemetery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537964601028671698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Dalmore cemetery</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">After the morning workshop at An Lanntair with kids from Carloway and Brager primaries, Jon Macleod and I drive west along the Pentland Road, and wait by the cemetery above Dalmore beach for the school coach. Jon’s an artist, works part-time at An Lanntair on the education programme, is just back from Finland where he hooked up with <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/38-glen-fruin.html">Gerry Loose</a> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">and <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/26-luing.html">Kirsty Law</a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Surfers emerge from a van, wet-suited and boarded. We wonder future archaeologist-anthropologists ignorant of surfing might make of the sight – a woman in a tight-fitting black suit and matching head-piece carrying a white board slightly smaller than herself, followed by two men also with boards and wetsuits but bare-headed, one bushy-haired and the other quite bald. You’d surely read some sort of intent into that last detail, wouldn’t you?</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color:red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia,serif;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhun7RYif4II3QZ8S9_ILDK0-b_6Gdz3OKeK29AFxwYytzb_o1xaB2LL-OicXvHxhGVIyCL_WKeJASgwFsI8HyzPZOs2q6llYru6PUyyMsFnbmgGFQHi59A_2PNJ8tB8dj70HmsSiqRTy4/s1600/18D+surfer.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhun7RYif4II3QZ8S9_ILDK0-b_6Gdz3OKeK29AFxwYytzb_o1xaB2LL-OicXvHxhGVIyCL_WKeJASgwFsI8HyzPZOs2q6llYru6PUyyMsFnbmgGFQHi59A_2PNJ8tB8dj70HmsSiqRTy4/s400/18D+surfer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537964605574455810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Sand surfer</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We spend an hour with the kids happily making circles and sand-poems and sand-drawings – though Adam writes too close to the water’s edge and, despite the fact the tide’s going out, loses his poem to a wave. What did it say, I ask, and he replies, I can’t remember. </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Nothing beside remains</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">…</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwtzoRz-W109xa93h5qmsZiB30Hmm-vqBuGY__96DWOCEU2bGF7rM0WnMZcEYDEmqY9B2mZ67bDKPArC57EVXUzZLKfObItdOIvX_bUKyKDz9HCBPBYGCel4WUxpKMTq6dHucAlH9V7o/s1600/18D+Adam%2527s+fragment.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwtzoRz-W109xa93h5qmsZiB30Hmm-vqBuGY__96DWOCEU2bGF7rM0WnMZcEYDEmqY9B2mZ67bDKPArC57EVXUzZLKfObItdOIvX_bUKyKDz9HCBPBYGCel4WUxpKMTq6dHucAlH9V7o/s400/18D+Adam%2527s+fragment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537965501121746466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Adam’s lost poem</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The kids depart and Jon drives me to Dun Carloway, then heads off to see his ex nearby, whose father died last week. Jon sat at the wakes, and attended Monday’s funeral.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Dun Carloway</span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQGi5FkVQn3CahAUcFVmBCcoHsU7HMSWtiJpEiNgr6nHEbGMilhh1S7NQDA4xEaSd6YXIUU6sZgO4IHPRcyxTFqpOg1qBu6bP2UO_3OebtCON0qPWgQJugNCf6MqGGxn5P0Yh2IFD2aM/s1600/18+Broch+middle+distance.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimQGi5FkVQn3CahAUcFVmBCcoHsU7HMSWtiJpEiNgr6nHEbGMilhh1S7NQDA4xEaSd6YXIUU6sZgO4IHPRcyxTFqpOg1qBu6bP2UO_3OebtCON0qPWgQJugNCf6MqGGxn5P0Yh2IFD2aM/s400/18+Broch+middle+distance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537965509974768482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Carloway broch</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpn6KBjgCcrVc9RwNiYcSY4Xzw42xOJsAnF7INn_P80lraUlpqu3OmXyAaEin3iakGkvHg3kRAfokgUcnmNaqpQnQecHI_VsmuxxIpLOYIbMSSLKv35ONGd9lV4R3CHzdNGiCarBt4Yo/s1600/18+hokku-label+%2528windblown+west+coast+cousin%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpn6KBjgCcrVc9RwNiYcSY4Xzw42xOJsAnF7INn_P80lraUlpqu3OmXyAaEin3iakGkvHg3kRAfokgUcnmNaqpQnQecHI_VsmuxxIpLOYIbMSSLKv35ONGd9lV4R3CHzdNGiCarBt4Yo/s400/18+hokku-label+%2528windblown+west+coast+cousin%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537965513587730578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 hokku-label (windblown west coast cousin)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >(‘windblown west coast cousin / to Telve and Troddan / the Valley boys’, KC)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The broch’s similar in size and shape to those at <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/09/20-glenelg.html">Glenelg</a>,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> but alone, and higher, and with a view, and covered in a film of pale-green lichen, with the odd patch of vibrant yellow.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrzBgWPLoXerrF_HcvEeH0pV7Gdtb4PkStG265ircO4UlCVXK8mpSLh5q_mrGIOxnoQcF3qgpw65gDE8xZdMBsccGDrZBDjVgZ2lhap7uadWkUq2gCT7FVyazswhzvk5ZcAn6jbGoFeNc/s1600/18+Broch+yellow+lichen.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrzBgWPLoXerrF_HcvEeH0pV7Gdtb4PkStG265ircO4UlCVXK8mpSLh5q_mrGIOxnoQcF3qgpw65gDE8xZdMBsccGDrZBDjVgZ2lhap7uadWkUq2gCT7FVyazswhzvk5ZcAn6jbGoFeNc/s400/18+Broch+yellow+lichen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537966579185991106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Broch lichen</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">There are visitors – a serious photographer, couples in outdoor gear, a German-speaking family whose dialect’s mostly lost on me. I sit inside the wall out of the wind drinking a Japanese black tea, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">himifuuki</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-hgBgHzzIU8vnzClnquAQOXlgqRPfMn2Z0gtPjsRFMeHGlscTXpSiVdxebf81lrcVatEYXayVkqQzC1edJsRsB52K1DhQSuX6TkFMM7mKWs-jJ1LCjoYvtECyMFHO3hZTQGVhJmYZFs/s1600/18+Broch+interior.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-hgBgHzzIU8vnzClnquAQOXlgqRPfMn2Z0gtPjsRFMeHGlscTXpSiVdxebf81lrcVatEYXayVkqQzC1edJsRsB52K1DhQSuX6TkFMM7mKWs-jJ1LCjoYvtECyMFHO3hZTQGVhJmYZFs/s400/18+Broch+interior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537966586840915842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Broch interior</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">It’s climbable too – famously so, as when </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">in the 16th century Donald Cam Macauley climbed the broch to smoke out a party of Morrison cattle raiders who had taken refuge in the ruin</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. Less calamitously the German boy scrambles up the side, excitedly helloes his mother, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Gruss Gott!</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> When they leave, there’s silence, or something like it, for the gate-spring’s broken, but the sound only emphasises solitude and absence.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA29Yuas4ERgmxyulHE7EC_3PHtnUhjgchGlHa5Rnd-466j6vNhVeWQJGEyhRkGP0L0NFyqUt7Nq3MsEetNwdgskx9dcfIEHdtVK6EzY3KI89iz_68PGT7PfGkGzEk0zw3x3YYyQWlhlY/s1600/18+hokku-label+%2528inside+the+wind+drops%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA29Yuas4ERgmxyulHE7EC_3PHtnUhjgchGlHa5Rnd-466j6vNhVeWQJGEyhRkGP0L0NFyqUt7Nq3MsEetNwdgskx9dcfIEHdtVK6EzY3KI89iz_68PGT7PfGkGzEk0zw3x3YYyQWlhlY/s400/18+hokku-label+%2528inside+the+wind+drops%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537966598017019522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >[18 hokku-label (inside the wind drops)]</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >(‘inside the wind drops / but the gate still / keeps banging on about it’, KC)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68c2Tk-4KidFih-YMABvoqi8KxHM7tRFxlrvwVnNn9hkO97n6FlkjI3UMltSgxrOkW6XOpWlZoAuWFpXlLWErYhDS2lycHirEUvkrlIyI4cMBki3kDyaoVtHkt_p2CKzN8fZUKAXY3QA/s1600/18+hokku-label+%2528the+German+visitors+have+gone%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68c2Tk-4KidFih-YMABvoqi8KxHM7tRFxlrvwVnNn9hkO97n6FlkjI3UMltSgxrOkW6XOpWlZoAuWFpXlLWErYhDS2lycHirEUvkrlIyI4cMBki3kDyaoVtHkt_p2CKzN8fZUKAXY3QA/s400/18+hokku-label+%2528the+German+visitors+have+gone%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537967318800086946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 hokku-label </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >(‘the German visitors have gone / the boy who climbed / to the very top / is just a memory’, KC)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">In the centre of the drystone circle I libate and drink Aberlour, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">for the builders</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, look to place another hokku-label, and a second poem of the day is lost, this time to a gust of wind, but I’ve managed to record it first.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi925I7nAWr8moTu5I2R-qY5tC4oCz3FNgdnstbt5aTqdVuF9AjI1Sghbo1N3JWjDDs91tgQyBOFQVwQhZ3y31W_BZ4W-_XX5slFRjTLlJQUarsmItkh6fRjJCjb7D9E4-dOxMnL23at-k/s1600/18+hokku-label+%2528empty+horizon%2529.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi925I7nAWr8moTu5I2R-qY5tC4oCz3FNgdnstbt5aTqdVuF9AjI1Sghbo1N3JWjDDs91tgQyBOFQVwQhZ3y31W_BZ4W-_XX5slFRjTLlJQUarsmItkh6fRjJCjb7D9E4-dOxMnL23at-k/s400/18+hokku-label+%2528empty+horizon%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537967322633547250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 hokku-label</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >(‘empty horizon / heroics long forgotten / rock and brown bracken’, KC)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I walk up to a cairn on a knoll and look west to sea and the blank horizon.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzza0j0D0sg6NlNRFVfX5ZvMEAdWP6uCe6in2QqfoDUood1G0e_TSGI7PGHxvDw9mcSmGx1uqJ2KSYWy2l9MQm6jnX2BJH44FcGbzx_6LvsSO68ROghR8X9A8KCvYNFEfXOTlDVh84usc/s1600/18+cairn+%2526+horizon.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzza0j0D0sg6NlNRFVfX5ZvMEAdWP6uCe6in2QqfoDUood1G0e_TSGI7PGHxvDw9mcSmGx1uqJ2KSYWy2l9MQm6jnX2BJH44FcGbzx_6LvsSO68ROghR8X9A8KCvYNFEfXOTlDVh84usc/s400/18+cairn+%2526+horizon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537967331326327970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Cairn & Atlantic horizon</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Down in the carpark I see the blue Berlingo. As Jon enjoys the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">himifuuki</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> he points out the ramshead gatepost on the new house below the broch. The visitor centre blends into the landscape, the house is plonked down on top of it.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9igRCPPnSIQsuQdHb95MFCWfyIphAqfbaGXZyz3-6jYyzS-VSgiibMZ0MFpG1kPhnsnknWg0MOBxQD-FY1S0R3QD-6eQTHRFhf_wYYQbHUQGlI1iV3xsaa9truoAHR9bf2B8AjrzdXo/s1600/18+ramshead+gatepost.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9igRCPPnSIQsuQdHb95MFCWfyIphAqfbaGXZyz3-6jYyzS-VSgiibMZ0MFpG1kPhnsnknWg0MOBxQD-FY1S0R3QD-6eQTHRFhf_wYYQbHUQGlI1iV3xsaa9truoAHR9bf2B8AjrzdXo/s400/18+ramshead+gatepost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968369395062306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Ramshead gatepost, Carloway</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Big Field</span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Returning we stop at Achmore, one of the few inland villages on Lewis. An Ach More just means The Big Field, a wry take on the expanse of moorland stretching more miles in each direction. Thirty years ago peat-cutting revealed a stone circle, though all but two of the stones have (been) toppled over, and some are missing.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_j-zVHvsRCOv2tBc1Iws4_wtOQArYdGxyP0w1XWqXSAS2ei0ekqvdtNhnIlo9azzZRBmvDgXMFAqZF6hLgi09GFEBCzJg13Yz_8mnITQrWORYTvw6lyglMvh7kEjIAKcuxySpuienA3o/s1600/18A+Achmore+stone.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_j-zVHvsRCOv2tBc1Iws4_wtOQArYdGxyP0w1XWqXSAS2ei0ekqvdtNhnIlo9azzZRBmvDgXMFAqZF6hLgi09GFEBCzJg13Yz_8mnITQrWORYTvw6lyglMvh7kEjIAKcuxySpuienA3o/s400/18A+Achmore+stone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968379737536594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 Toppled stone in peat, Achmore</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The view south reminds me of North Uist, and Langais in particular, a patchwork of lochs, a small forest, the moor rising gradually to higher hills, though here you see further. In the car Jon pointed out Sleeping Beauty, a range of hills like a recumbent figure – an outcrop just the right shape and scale forms a nose that gives the notion legs, as it were, and the information board points out that </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">only from the Achmore stone circle does the hill range look like a pregnant woman.</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> It’s where we’ll head tomorrow – to Harris, Seilebost on the west coast, and Rhenigadale on the east.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_jPQpqq6188AGE6rM2FfMilTJaQofuKSn0A2oBLpOb-tF4GcbW3qFy3hiV0nhUyDLRK-TvWVyh8ovAK2Ux8fewma6lNGiCksZN02LI6HgiEhqzASr47YyQ9nDe2cMnSkgcvHF90HQdnY/s1600/18A+view+S+from+Achmore.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_jPQpqq6188AGE6rM2FfMilTJaQofuKSn0A2oBLpOb-tF4GcbW3qFy3hiV0nhUyDLRK-TvWVyh8ovAK2Ux8fewma6lNGiCksZN02LI6HgiEhqzASr47YyQ9nDe2cMnSkgcvHF90HQdnY/s400/18A+view+S+from+Achmore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537968390226048946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >18 View S from Achmore</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2010</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><b>Coda – The Little Seamstress</b></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" > </span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The exhibition </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Ian Hamilton Finlay: Sailing Dinghy</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> at An Lanntair includes the print The Little Seamstress – a drawing of a sailing boat whose wake looks like a seam. Here’s a photo of a motorised seamstress, working the Kyles Scalpay a few years ago.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:small;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia,serif;" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMfnA3RtZSTbiDlfdBv_l7v-hA6ahivqH0jOP5qOosJDZhBxVo9Unc7eTSchWANKRyUrMqiRZWMiZE978xdusTTUiX94Qd3kcWccZelybqNPllpVWIT2fDXhgyw8qVKj28O1Lq69LO_kA/s1600/18C+The+Little+Seamstress.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMfnA3RtZSTbiDlfdBv_l7v-hA6ahivqH0jOP5qOosJDZhBxVo9Unc7eTSchWANKRyUrMqiRZWMiZE978xdusTTUiX94Qd3kcWccZelybqNPllpVWIT2fDXhgyw8qVKj28O1Lq69LO_kA/s400/18C+The+Little+Seamstress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537971431792082034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:small;" >Homage to IHF</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:small;" >Ken Cockburn, 2004</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span><p></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p><div style="text-align: right;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">(KC)</span></i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span></i></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:small;" ><b>intimations</b></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ianstephen.co.uk"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ian Stephen</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">is a writer and artist from the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides. His latest work is a collaborative exhibition, '</span><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Is a thing lost if we know where it is?'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">,</span> </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">exploring the relationship between the tradtional boats of Lewis and Orkney.</span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lanntair.com">An Lanntair Arts Centre</a>, Stornoway, Western Isles - a beacon for the Arts in the Highlands and Islands</span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.isle-of-lewis.com/">Explore The Isle of Lewis</a> - an online guide</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://www.nationalgalleries.org/collection/ar_home/4:6685/4975">National Galleries of Scotland</a> - Ian Hamilton Finlay </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.historic-scotland.gov.uk/propertyplan/propertydetail.htm?PropID=PL_102&PropName=Dun%20Carloway">Historic Scotland</a> - guide to Dun Carloway</span></span> </span></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div>The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8075944022922768856.post-43839545051221039642010-10-08T07:14:00.000-07:002011-07-11T02:39:56.147-07:00(40) Berneray<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">‘everytime I visit</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I’m gifted something new'</span></span></span></div><p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">– after Ryokan</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Sakata</span> is Lochmaddy</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Hokuroku district</span> is South Harris</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Nezu Barrier</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Ichiburi Barrier</span> are the causeways linking Benbecula, Grimsay, North Uist, and Berneray</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Sado</span>, dimly seen, is St Kilda, dimly seen</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Our <span style="font-style: italic;">Heaven’s Stream</span> is stars & beacons seen on a stormy night</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Sado–St Kilda</span></span></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Symbolically the farthest station on Basho’s ginko road is defined by the view towards the isle of Sado dim on the horizon – isle of gold, of exile, of lovers – where he sees deep into the stellar distances.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Basho’s hokku<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">rough as the sea is<br />reaching over to Sado<br />the Heaven’s star stream</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Basho, tr. Cid Corman</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">wild as the seas fetch<br />from Berneray to St Kilda’s<br />all Milky Way</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">ver. AF</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">no one sees us<br />alone out here<br />among the stars</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">var. after Brian Eno</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span></span></p><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvTGg4MyjjZ2YHoxOKTM0ZpPSKLZUwUfKgV-AKhekl4CgAab8E9tXYqh6FzSn6dRpUgyalboKMUemd8ky8V0vANM5tOphZJzn6ZLjql1RUQgYsCUj_1_QGmg_otoThG7xKWKHHhdoVeU/s1600/Sado+%28map%29.jpg"><style="cursor: border="0"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvTGg4MyjjZ2YHoxOKTM0ZpPSKLZUwUfKgV-AKhekl4CgAab8E9tXYqh6FzSn6dRpUgyalboKMUemd8ky8V0vANM5tOphZJzn6ZLjql1RUQgYsCUj_1_QGmg_otoThG7xKWKHHhdoVeU/s400/Sado+%28map%29.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526769907056048722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" /></span></span></style="cursor:></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Sado (map)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></div></span></span><p></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></span></i></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i><p></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Berneray<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">‘that muddied turquoise<br />across from stolen mountains<br />mist, gale together’</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ian Stephen, ‘On Berneray’</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirLoe9Ri4QKZJo19QH8-sF1eY9jd06Hi4GuJUb9sal9z_5ee6zgz9NeWbtdgw3dBATsNjVA_YsInqh9pUCp13GQxeakuOjbP_tbxoY79ZjUtuAHuiv_S1-y07UZDbEqQyBzYQ5Hhmui_I/s1600/Eck+Hostel-image.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirLoe9Ri4QKZJo19QH8-sF1eY9jd06Hi4GuJUb9sal9z_5ee6zgz9NeWbtdgw3dBATsNjVA_YsInqh9pUCp13GQxeakuOjbP_tbxoY79ZjUtuAHuiv_S1-y07UZDbEqQyBzYQ5Hhmui_I/s400/Eck+Hostel-image.jpg" /> <style="cursor: border="0"> </style="cursor:></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Eck, Gatliff Trust Hostel, Berneray<br />mid 1990s</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">A hostel’s as close as we’ll get or ever want to be to </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Big Brother,</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> even if it is a gleaming white </span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gatliff.org.uk/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Gatliff Trust</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> thatched croft. This is a reunion with the island I know best. Every summer I used to come to Berneray, but it’s been 8 years, so I have that odd feeling of not knowing what’s changed, wondering if Annie and Jessie, the elderly sisters who saw to the hostel, are still alive. They were the spirit of the place; kind, gently teasing, knitting woollens – socks £2 a pair, though I’d try to bargain them up to a higher price – spreads of pancakes, scones and strawberry jam. You’d see them, 2 windbent figures in faded blue Macs, herding the sheep with their handbags. Their farm had a flock of 100 or so, and even in their 70s they saw to the shearing themselves, with hand clippers. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixFA9EphTBtkydLVb5vhwIbCPyCmTQvGVgGHe63pjLis9WwA6KkNJmyjgjJa-aotEG19b-B0XfmPEfVgtAGoD0EW04Tb_OawxElQxMpYe3XXugRfZv0Sh5pt-kF2T9iTusu8AK7U5yYQE/s1600/40+Annie+%26+Jessie%27s+house.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixFA9EphTBtkydLVb5vhwIbCPyCmTQvGVgGHe63pjLis9WwA6KkNJmyjgjJa-aotEG19b-B0XfmPEfVgtAGoD0EW04Tb_OawxElQxMpYe3XXugRfZv0Sh5pt-kF2T9iTusu8AK7U5yYQE/s400/40+Annie+%26+Jessie%27s+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526747861786298114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Annie & Jessie's house<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">As girls Annie & Jessie can recall Seton Gordon, and my gran, Catriona, camping down on the beach. That would be in the mid 1930s. Because the hostel’s magic attracts so many, there are folk all over the world who fondly recall their lilting refrain, </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">very good, very good</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. I take Ken down their track, and we knock at the door and window, do a circuit of the house. No answer. Are they both gone then? There’s Annie at the window, asking </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">who it is</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">? She opens the door but won’t let us in as </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the place isn’t put right</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> and she’s </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">nothing to give us</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. So she sits in her chair by the door, and we stand and chat. Jessie died a year past April; she </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">misses her very much</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. And Angus too has </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">gone away now</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. No, she can’t knit any more </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">because my hands shake</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">. She asks </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">am I not married yet</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">? When we leave we get a sweetie each from the tin. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwGkjUqgAfPOSasCInfEIzdtqZivACYQHIn_PS_JpQIcUsm9JlIoBXToN-LOF8XTCCFmvQmqdwrUbtUuaptfCKg4NMuHdPa-eSum1PnJG0IndU0yb3KHWTyFAXDykojGWE52588WPgXiw/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28Jessie%27s+gone%29+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwGkjUqgAfPOSasCInfEIzdtqZivACYQHIn_PS_JpQIcUsm9JlIoBXToN-LOF8XTCCFmvQmqdwrUbtUuaptfCKg4NMuHdPa-eSum1PnJG0IndU0yb3KHWTyFAXDykojGWE52588WPgXiw/s400/40+hokku-label+%28Jessie%27s+gone%29+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526725664806653682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 hokku-label<br />(‘Jessie's gone / Angus has left us / Annie sits with us / at her door’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The bog-cotton, ‘cannach’, hangs in tufts. One high midsummer all of us in the hostel took a vow and dispensed with timepieces, living off the light which stretched its shining hands around the clock. Hostel life has a rhythm, as each wee party sorties out on their anti-clockwise journey around the island, returning sunglown with tales of Sado and seals.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the sea’s the colour<br />of seal</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">diluted with cloud<br />and light</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Grey though it is, there’s a pearl gleam to the west. I’ve another elegy to record: pausing at the spot where we made love, sheltered in the dunes, the West Beach recalls Kirsty, gone now, laughing then – throwing her trousers at me when I snapped her after a swim, wearing nothing but one of Annie & Jessie’s aquamarine seaweed knit jumpers.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp-QXbMa424pS_oNj_nKwF40q5SH3WHfOiwmZ02QdUDSzseo0wjpqMP9yCG_iY0-PWomdHfj9aDFoplH7TYdfKQsG5Lj2ZcpCRPr_dKWXpIxmBdW3mb8k7xfDzGUEmn6KvYnjrBXG_7hQ/s1600/Kirsty.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp-QXbMa424pS_oNj_nKwF40q5SH3WHfOiwmZ02QdUDSzseo0wjpqMP9yCG_iY0-PWomdHfj9aDFoplH7TYdfKQsG5Lj2ZcpCRPr_dKWXpIxmBdW3mb8k7xfDzGUEmn6KvYnjrBXG_7hQ/s400/Kirsty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525689021006658338" style="cursor: pointer;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Kirsty<br />Alec Finlay, mid 1990s</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">It was here, on this beach, I composed my second ever poem, and then had to say it to myself, over and over, on the walk back to my pen at the hostel.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">West Beach (Berneray, Harris)<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The machair flowers<br />like so many stars</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I'm walking home<br />through the Universe.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhbS4Mt737-uI0wdhFSf0VljihRrkATx5JxbA2ni1C-pAJ0azWzVlNiFh0f3kiRjzu1Blu1h-J8OjvpSbm4woy8SK0NDDaCsaU9uN8SUO9SARyEaazugSso279RiegHfAIaxqGB4nJU8/s1600/circle+poem+%28one+for+the+crofter%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhbS4Mt737-uI0wdhFSf0VljihRrkATx5JxbA2ni1C-pAJ0azWzVlNiFh0f3kiRjzu1Blu1h-J8OjvpSbm4woy8SK0NDDaCsaU9uN8SUO9SARyEaazugSso279RiegHfAIaxqGB4nJU8/s320/circle+poem+%28one+for+the+crofter%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528312905862412770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 306px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 circle poem (braiding Harris Tweed)<br /></span></span></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">for Chris and Roger</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">That afternoon I was followed on the road by a collie from one of the farms. I kept ordering it home; it kept following me away from the farm. Then I met the ferryman, who explained this dog only understood Gaelic, and sent her fleeing off with a single command.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAa82HQbY3nN_E4NeMYhdQC8g83j1zVhJ8Yaw-x1XPdARrky-Q4nooHeIJwhuD7NekSi54u7TetrOppp0HnHhwsPW9ehiy2f34ujXsa1rny4RGDMwY62aCUl5I7xprvShay1S2dJgZO4/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28curlew%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAa82HQbY3nN_E4NeMYhdQC8g83j1zVhJ8Yaw-x1XPdARrky-Q4nooHeIJwhuD7NekSi54u7TetrOppp0HnHhwsPW9ehiy2f34ujXsa1rny4RGDMwY62aCUl5I7xprvShay1S2dJgZO4/s400/40+hokku-label+%28curlew%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528300113804530162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 circle poem (curlew)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUQ94jJgO4Gid7_Z0bGKXf_crSrTUnVxc7l3kCRu7YS840csZZqfpLhHV2H3o1jBWh_yBvdt2ne3qaAlfgtvUmTnXvOU56Md-_SMRRFW5XDIDABRG9xzGLHyq4O334MQCMD-NQfK_AFs/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28ken+says+the+shag%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUQ94jJgO4Gid7_Z0bGKXf_crSrTUnVxc7l3kCRu7YS840csZZqfpLhHV2H3o1jBWh_yBvdt2ne3qaAlfgtvUmTnXvOU56Md-_SMRRFW5XDIDABRG9xzGLHyq4O334MQCMD-NQfK_AFs/s400/40+hokku-label+%28ken+says+the+shag%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526726788797813138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 hokku-label, Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘Ken says the shag / isn’t fishing / just diving’, AF)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9osFvoPPMWOLxNA-5T5I4eeNeK5YVWG_El2Ldcw_HvdK-0FilrHR29uErnh-YMU8PQYBz85nH8j1CnqtXjGuNzaCLiFmwAwOibEOUBgf1KMzVfWWds0OeLNcTJuWCP8OfObdRsTriXcc/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28grey+front%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9osFvoPPMWOLxNA-5T5I4eeNeK5YVWG_El2Ldcw_HvdK-0FilrHR29uErnh-YMU8PQYBz85nH8j1CnqtXjGuNzaCLiFmwAwOibEOUBgf1KMzVfWWds0OeLNcTJuWCP8OfObdRsTriXcc/s400/40+hokku-label+%28grey+front%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526726796825193026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 hokku-label, Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘grey front / passes between us // and Fiskavaig redces / Harris to a dark rumour’, AF)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></span></i></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i><p></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Berneray, Saturday</span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Those times are exchanged for this time. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZukkIfAU0zgkF2E4RJ_FLS4jtyL4tuKxm3VPJWWQSWfjQlLLtCCOpCtIxc9d10DM04t7qwvApRmlIblWpK9tBX0i4579vqmeeCTqSM8_TWmkObsy-4HxR3pB4fMtXjZekxny5_BcBI8/s1600/40+SING+PLACE.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZukkIfAU0zgkF2E4RJ_FLS4jtyL4tuKxm3VPJWWQSWfjQlLLtCCOpCtIxc9d10DM04t7qwvApRmlIblWpK9tBX0i4579vqmeeCTqSM8_TWmkObsy-4HxR3pB4fMtXjZekxny5_BcBI8/s400/40+SING+PLACE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526725676094106226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 ('SING PLACE', AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKb-Z77aAd57dMetOoD1MDtTb_IdKPxP7Pw4c01YKHjIT9liBPM5IkyZFCgttw6BKD0MHjyDi5BbQLPw_lAmgi4xDA0M1MJELnlmE6ht4CNiZjqxePaaAYQ7SpWTGnSWrABUC7oKRI_c/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28hands+hold+the+winds+open%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKb-Z77aAd57dMetOoD1MDtTb_IdKPxP7Pw4c01YKHjIT9liBPM5IkyZFCgttw6BKD0MHjyDi5BbQLPw_lAmgi4xDA0M1MJELnlmE6ht4CNiZjqxePaaAYQ7SpWTGnSWrABUC7oKRI_c/s400/40+hokku-label+%28hands+hold+the+winds+open%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526727604002051218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 circle poem<br />(‘hands hold the winds open’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken says goodbye to Rebecca and Paul who leave for India and New Zealand in a few weeks, collects Eck from Lochmaddy’s Old Courthouse – where he’s been sleeping, but not in the cells – and we head north for the Berneray causeway, but find another on the way. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfH6V0l28Sz5LFwedbyTsLYBNmP5ytJTIE0IABRkamFKL4e4iYWwToIafKlcct0OwX_hAXqYiGnja97puRLJIZ2C6cHRBN09B4evJqCy-NFTE9EQfNNzUXkEwuNrmsHkWZ9C_ljBzKTWQ/s1600/Sora+strikes+a+rocking+stone+.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfH6V0l28Sz5LFwedbyTsLYBNmP5ytJTIE0IABRkamFKL4e4iYWwToIafKlcct0OwX_hAXqYiGnja97puRLJIZ2C6cHRBN09B4evJqCy-NFTE9EQfNNzUXkEwuNrmsHkWZ9C_ljBzKTWQ/s400/Sora+strikes+a+rocking+stone+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525697910576730338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Sora strikes a rocking stone<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-euQX1n3yplcrLuvLmJUzhMctUvPTRqXN-Jwe_FaUw_lCo3IZCGBfbSr30mQnRdyLIKzM1tfgz8Lt3ZGejgrFKJN__2Tv9EN_-_7QdfPFg3jyzpm5qYxmYzNqozCJ32uOD70P_I9XtVI/s1600/40+Dun+an+Sticir+%28POCALOS%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-euQX1n3yplcrLuvLmJUzhMctUvPTRqXN-Jwe_FaUw_lCo3IZCGBfbSr30mQnRdyLIKzM1tfgz8Lt3ZGejgrFKJN__2Tv9EN_-_7QdfPFg3jyzpm5qYxmYzNqozCJ32uOD70P_I9XtVI/s400/40+Dun+an+Sticir+%28POCALOS%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525700414736047282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Dun an Sticir, North Uist<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Dun an Sticir’s our first water-protected dun, recycled as medieval fortified residence, approached across a causeway partly underwater – </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the causeways were narrower than they are today, and sometimes included a ‘rocking stone’, which could alert the occupants of the broch to unwelcome visitors. </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We arrive as a party of cyclists depart, their silhouettes doing a crazy walk over the causeway like an early Madness video. Soon we discover why: there are </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">many</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> ‘rocking stones’. Barney and Eck get soakings. Seven swans glide warily on the loch.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhL__0lUKsEvw4FVfu-IJhK6byipcK7rTIHH_hRbnr2qbAv26qEKvYGqIsokSCcE_f3vLphZ-eRX68qgtPJbGeTEIHkexUGVlfCKeKOaCJYEQcVv2ANtrAgoAHN358C3G3RVUp3b2TIg/s1600/40+hostel.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIhL__0lUKsEvw4FVfu-IJhK6byipcK7rTIHH_hRbnr2qbAv26qEKvYGqIsokSCcE_f3vLphZ-eRX68qgtPJbGeTEIHkexUGVlfCKeKOaCJYEQcVv2ANtrAgoAHN358C3G3RVUp3b2TIg/s400/40+hostel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525697900029115442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Berneray hostel<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWTX5uV2l9L0aR3F-07K90gJ8_2z4t8qNHH7Bzw8FurKRbaU6W4-K8JeugvUqZUdj8pLvQJhhz3J76wuQT_1m-t2K_jI-5rvdhs-fxlDO-vr2xtqvUamiMu7J-R2MT59aI5otWTaMlIkw/s1600/40+hostel+window+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWTX5uV2l9L0aR3F-07K90gJ8_2z4t8qNHH7Bzw8FurKRbaU6W4-K8JeugvUqZUdj8pLvQJhhz3J76wuQT_1m-t2K_jI-5rvdhs-fxlDO-vr2xtqvUamiMu7J-R2MT59aI5otWTaMlIkw/s400/40+hostel+window+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525689588602975986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Berneray hostel<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAny8x6iqYt8Px8rr5vUOV9536ZO5utfRpVciLnVqble0ZZcUNsJm2InPF7MTwolFBXKvJtQPzmdaDR4Qr4N9Jkhbbbf1BeX72AEvonhnLJTDbPo2hpnXLaEf6EhT-jUBXVK7yrZ0pPo/s1600/40+old+range.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAny8x6iqYt8Px8rr5vUOV9536ZO5utfRpVciLnVqble0ZZcUNsJm2InPF7MTwolFBXKvJtQPzmdaDR4Qr4N9Jkhbbbf1BeX72AEvonhnLJTDbPo2hpnXLaEf6EhT-jUBXVK7yrZ0pPo/s400/40+old+range.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526724453972574610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 by Berneray hostel<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_AxAk8qNdAR0eZ3P7Krk0ic9CR-LfdcFlTBbdSMjWHtrQSSdDRCwF7nP5ynOBkh7aL7OqbH5KyIlN4zDy_yxDG-LLHlCPNyubsfJCT3wMecIbUWBAMRODiDqilFX3GOIS_11Zf3DwkVY/s1600/40+tent+%26+chimney.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_AxAk8qNdAR0eZ3P7Krk0ic9CR-LfdcFlTBbdSMjWHtrQSSdDRCwF7nP5ynOBkh7aL7OqbH5KyIlN4zDy_yxDG-LLHlCPNyubsfJCT3wMecIbUWBAMRODiDqilFX3GOIS_11Zf3DwkVY/s400/40+tent+%26+chimney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525702439228867314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 by Berneray hostel<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Arriving at The Hostel, Berneray, we choose ‘Honeymoon Suite’, with a view to Leverburgh and Roineabhal: rather that than ‘Shady Corner’ (by the loo) or ‘Penthouse Suite’ (by the kitchen). An open-air range quietly rusts in the nearby ruin, while some campers have brought their own central heating. (Overnight the gale blew smoke back into the tent, so like any system it’s not foolproof.)</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76Ks1TW9TvuDFrusZ3JhreeLFYk-UW5WCcdmXVcaobMn17ukj6dBQE71rayH7Y-Z-OFmzqxjvbSCHCIQqRweTZ5dStEtRmEi17GxSq2V4JZPgoRU1BWLNcrhbgxXJEezV4eP-N-QoQkA/s1600/40+east+beach.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76Ks1TW9TvuDFrusZ3JhreeLFYk-UW5WCcdmXVcaobMn17ukj6dBQE71rayH7Y-Z-OFmzqxjvbSCHCIQqRweTZ5dStEtRmEi17GxSq2V4JZPgoRU1BWLNcrhbgxXJEezV4eP-N-QoQkA/s400/40+east+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525692814937117794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 East Beach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgty3i5K14GnE6aqLLSN-vHl-A3oMf0jz08CbCIpTbKodf9WNj5gqzSfxd3lgnC-2ce_PbVfd5F8xDMBYT6mtpe1eyYz8ibPHDJmkSDorAHyz1jcF_u5XEFC5Vb5otv3I5oRt-KE7T2Feg/s1600/40+shell-line.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgty3i5K14GnE6aqLLSN-vHl-A3oMf0jz08CbCIpTbKodf9WNj5gqzSfxd3lgnC-2ce_PbVfd5F8xDMBYT6mtpe1eyYz8ibPHDJmkSDorAHyz1jcF_u5XEFC5Vb5otv3I5oRt-KE7T2Feg/s400/40+shell-line.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525692825954686658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 shell-line<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjps5VlX3YnX79j-jhF8Y4NW3BEAgjJqtJEVP8GB4sSqi2n3aDjksmAzMA3wHAD0yqeBtuSbGPILaeHoGxXagMkebS2tADTcV9mAyVbf0Jgonekue27UrDNlGXfV_125txQH4hBfzZNBRQ/s1600/fourteen+cockles+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjps5VlX3YnX79j-jhF8Y4NW3BEAgjJqtJEVP8GB4sSqi2n3aDjksmAzMA3wHAD0yqeBtuSbGPILaeHoGxXagMkebS2tADTcV9mAyVbf0Jgonekue27UrDNlGXfV_125txQH4hBfzZNBRQ/s400/fourteen+cockles+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525699792533526818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 fourteens (cockles)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DKuY1Bcmul-sWckyoV-lfF941cXtSFXUwL012ugs2YzOSHkjBWlpuVO763ufAGguhia-kgvrjqsVNA0vmbi4VHeHHOknHmnhmi3w39uvO8QpsUwGDBf3f1R_vur3jfOfKv7POYV1o0Q/s1600/40+avantgarde.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DKuY1Bcmul-sWckyoV-lfF941cXtSFXUwL012ugs2YzOSHkjBWlpuVO763ufAGguhia-kgvrjqsVNA0vmbi4VHeHHOknHmnhmi3w39uvO8QpsUwGDBf3f1R_vur3jfOfKv7POYV1o0Q/s400/40+avantgarde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525699775228049074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Avantgarde campers</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Walking down the beach, we revive the shell-cult, do some fourteens for Isobel, and pass a visiting avantgarde (and we </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">so</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> thought we were it). Then four gunshots.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwCK6zijG5A1tTYyuBMfyg8-iE2Zeenl_4Bwil9BmN0d49svkVGu-zP421csb34Kh06YauEGeoRAbROXJ7BmdtZeSjJyrFaU9CKZCG-T_SFk_D8WXL9l9BvjQGQrrAToTVbO51v_Lwuj8/s1600/40+hokku-label+%284+shots+ring+out%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwCK6zijG5A1tTYyuBMfyg8-iE2Zeenl_4Bwil9BmN0d49svkVGu-zP421csb34Kh06YauEGeoRAbROXJ7BmdtZeSjJyrFaU9CKZCG-T_SFk_D8WXL9l9BvjQGQrrAToTVbO51v_Lwuj8/s400/40+hokku-label+%284+shots+ring+out%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526724457151950706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, Berneray<br />(‘4 shots ring out / we pass him with a brace / of geese in each hand’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNwYJx7miS6xeD8fkmKMeKfQHsC_dyCrWDUr5ZIFIwIy6iLnFMlYv04oTp6DO5yxCcvOlDCl_eyFxoIfHnIsVaWZpbcSRgmk6xnUMD3SJrzZNIT1VRimyJaG6EX1-wn2DG52502-_f5U/s1600/40+Loch+Bhrusda.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNwYJx7miS6xeD8fkmKMeKfQHsC_dyCrWDUr5ZIFIwIy6iLnFMlYv04oTp6DO5yxCcvOlDCl_eyFxoIfHnIsVaWZpbcSRgmk6xnUMD3SJrzZNIT1VRimyJaG6EX1-wn2DG52502-_f5U/s400/40+Loch+Bhrusda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526722446552085170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Loch Bhrusda<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiav2f1bBl7wfppH_YHXSYbDABUc9v_i1cB2FwsQHcAdLeY00Q6FAqeGE4Uhc3sAl9Fqui2JylElR-Cj-Vqoov2xodE1numWniXTBmDRDrV4WfplxKAA17NihgXh7SOXLTnZ0ThpmuQpZc/s1600/40+silage+bales+%26+geese+above+Loch+Brusda.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiav2f1bBl7wfppH_YHXSYbDABUc9v_i1cB2FwsQHcAdLeY00Q6FAqeGE4Uhc3sAl9Fqui2JylElR-Cj-Vqoov2xodE1numWniXTBmDRDrV4WfplxKAA17NihgXh7SOXLTnZ0ThpmuQpZc/s400/40+silage+bales+%26+geese+above+Loch+Brusda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526722449730550450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 silage bales & geese, Loch Brusda<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeAEFkshzG6OwvGzsEWHCo8SdQ-5wprEzUaqX5pBNMFCTyibXUO8hmRRb-9gFVmmv9Dlg01jtcH_0geT5MhMg1doJR58QVNC1-aKIVIwc9oeDfm2E4eh2l8V7Te2hlZlKD000-zN5mnMU/s1600/40+Circle+Poem+-+Geese+and+Swans+%28for+blogger%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeAEFkshzG6OwvGzsEWHCo8SdQ-5wprEzUaqX5pBNMFCTyibXUO8hmRRb-9gFVmmv9Dlg01jtcH_0geT5MhMg1doJR58QVNC1-aKIVIwc9oeDfm2E4eh2l8V7Te2hlZlKD000-zN5mnMU/s400/40+Circle+Poem+-+Geese+and+Swans+%28for+blogger%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526732357456149666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 circle poem (swans & geese)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">A drive past Cnoc na Greine brings us to the N. end of Loch Bhrusda, and we cross the machair, Maol Bhàn, to the west beach, where we write in the sand – not quite a new form, but one we begin to refine. We trace memorials for Sado, and The Princess Forest that once grew between here, Harris and St Kilda, and Eck adds another for Poppy, David Connearn’s dog, who once heroically tried to herd these waves.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4bYzJNSLUZNW6jWkBo0OgVhGIQZyM9RndjKSJb6zCuIMdeFYjO6TPy0w1S5mXkjQsephyphenhyphenxt6JEwGU5IFYZfTwVp7sb7y-E0cZiHFucVoMwbOZrE5as2NHFIs1eaY4p1H8TRnI_rDIHMM/s1600/40+Eck+writing.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4bYzJNSLUZNW6jWkBo0OgVhGIQZyM9RndjKSJb6zCuIMdeFYjO6TPy0w1S5mXkjQsephyphenhyphenxt6JEwGU5IFYZfTwVp7sb7y-E0cZiHFucVoMwbOZrE5as2NHFIs1eaY4p1H8TRnI_rDIHMM/s400/40+Eck+writing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525689014438945074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Basho, composing sand-verses, West Beach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6AmdbUzbSWRHKrCI0vLc1vQhQp8qA5rLSWkHy_gkd95NphiTeUkjBZ2mtDplhh4uL7SQso3jvsEmF9dPQk0w4jeA1o5PHcyZbcXDTBjDTo-eVe3PA21Ys60ddU26YJikaQlvFrKfBWRI/s400/40+sand-poem+%28poppy+tends+the+turning+tide%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526732890491959042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">i.m. Poppy</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘Poppy tends the turning tide’, AF)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29PxF05gT5-lsb7OPdejQ4Ny2CgZIrdeg5t6ZCybiiu0LlYU0gJLcnHXwr7Yqd0csxXIFDXOs5BQ79_lq3p0bZroOBp961TvgRLSv-Gy49SEysEHBd6p2QHd2PLSJ62hv92Rby-HPzwg/s1600/40+sand-poem+%2880+years+ago%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29PxF05gT5-lsb7OPdejQ4Ny2CgZIrdeg5t6ZCybiiu0LlYU0gJLcnHXwr7Yqd0csxXIFDXOs5BQ79_lq3p0bZroOBp961TvgRLSv-Gy49SEysEHBd6p2QHd2PLSJ62hv92Rby-HPzwg/s400/40+sand-poem+%2880+years+ago%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526727605903644306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘80 years back / the last boats / sailed east’, KC)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwt2KgKIezU1JUkraEFHr1jlqH7QlS_NZU6gPZMcKtHsSDq4FqSdKIGlj4Q3Y5yWu91jdBZYSIBCG78it7KY_s2Bm93ltvesn_mp2Tikq7OpD-uxPY8qYBEjHBnEFO5EAxZu86pJGspFA/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28arrow+tip+gannet+tip%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwt2KgKIezU1JUkraEFHr1jlqH7QlS_NZU6gPZMcKtHsSDq4FqSdKIGlj4Q3Y5yWu91jdBZYSIBCG78it7KY_s2Bm93ltvesn_mp2Tikq7OpD-uxPY8qYBEjHBnEFO5EAxZu86pJGspFA/s400/40+sand-poem+%28arrow+tip+gannet+tip%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526727612888103666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach<br />(‘arrow tip gannet tip’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQQub3XbiqMeFWjMElqRpikoup0Tm66mybh8Vcg8Xnn_ne1nzXqof82qtF7lF6SRp5UYZ2XgkFGZKQrAwxxbcQdN23Q2N7P8uu1Uy1dErWaa3zTHHq2WLCoGvbu77Nupn3nqGvua8ZRc/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28ASH+OAK+wash+soak%291.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQQub3XbiqMeFWjMElqRpikoup0Tm66mybh8Vcg8Xnn_ne1nzXqof82qtF7lF6SRp5UYZ2XgkFGZKQrAwxxbcQdN23Q2N7P8uu1Uy1dErWaa3zTHHq2WLCoGvbu77Nupn3nqGvua8ZRc/s400/40+sand-poem+%28ASH+OAK+wash+soak%291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526725067151529330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach<br />(‘ash / oak / wash / soak’ (1), AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49X32xPTeID_WFVWAIKeTSTjKBIomgH3qEozrws7icmxXIgvohqVJK37HIVBYBCc0C-B_PrXpv-pMFYMoEIb3WVUgUSluYb3k5FtnLWICFgys00S1AJhIe7c8Ggdq79GoM02Cim-qdos/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28ash+oak+WASH+SOAK%292.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49X32xPTeID_WFVWAIKeTSTjKBIomgH3qEozrws7icmxXIgvohqVJK37HIVBYBCc0C-B_PrXpv-pMFYMoEIb3WVUgUSluYb3k5FtnLWICFgys00S1AJhIe7c8Ggdq79GoM02Cim-qdos/s400/40+sand-poem+%28ash+oak+WASH+SOAK%292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526725070595442914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach<br />(‘ash / oak / wash / soak’ (2), AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6bzaoenLvabv5oUpjzAGW_taBeIYhFsuPwnTbFyckYGtbf8GtXf-NB2ZaijvpCnmxhoxQfCBpOf6lCvM2T3Zz1oDRC10kblGRcdXqsYxkVuFmkbUkKfLuXzH8OI-4iY8f1JXIsh5KpQ/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28midwave+a+deep+forest%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6bzaoenLvabv5oUpjzAGW_taBeIYhFsuPwnTbFyckYGtbf8GtXf-NB2ZaijvpCnmxhoxQfCBpOf6lCvM2T3Zz1oDRC10kblGRcdXqsYxkVuFmkbUkKfLuXzH8OI-4iY8f1JXIsh5KpQ/s400/40+sand-poem+%28midwave+a+deep+forest%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526732877564652594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, The Princess Forest, West Beach<br />(‘midwave / a deep forest’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXTRfUCwO33N4ybtDSBaj7HhqLoxuOvcGxvP29U3EyJWgK58jFX-adTtPKm9jgjXotCxfjEKA8mcmvzoEeh0Ne-lWyGMWJj64bEaoNYUNeNx6qsUSVD4Po_TuPPOAaku39s_Blz1NODY/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28seeing+clouds+above+Hokuriku%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXTRfUCwO33N4ybtDSBaj7HhqLoxuOvcGxvP29U3EyJWgK58jFX-adTtPKm9jgjXotCxfjEKA8mcmvzoEeh0Ne-lWyGMWJj64bEaoNYUNeNx6qsUSVD4Po_TuPPOAaku39s_Blz1NODY/s400/40+sand-poem+%28seeing+clouds+above+Hokuriku%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525692279955373954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach, after Basho<br />(‘seeing clouds above Hokuriku’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvk1Dma1a3P1Z0I9n_STvZ3icHaMRd5LO89G0XTbnXPg0gfNBvOBiJR7L7KQbv3d_Hjm3p9gvQj-AmQMj1tPvOI-HHV_goJlejznqnoNHTc08ik83oR0BtTHe66lqUas_5A9pYwrnCFo/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28star+stream%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvk1Dma1a3P1Z0I9n_STvZ3icHaMRd5LO89G0XTbnXPg0gfNBvOBiJR7L7KQbv3d_Hjm3p9gvQj-AmQMj1tPvOI-HHV_goJlejznqnoNHTc08ik83oR0BtTHe66lqUas_5A9pYwrnCFo/s400/40+sand-poem+%28star+stream%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525692269997543458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, West Beach, after Basho<br />(‘star stream’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3DtT1_CpnwhErqgBqnb3WQ4OMbZVsBO1DDDo3FyWxW4vEOt1Ypv-TJnfUeRZdbBIZkcr1EK1ZUW2DG5gnf5U5mOTb74wb3ZuAbfIHL8_6O1KM42M1lgOdoKoz20XD4RXXk4GILWfkrw/s1600/40+sand-poem+%28when+will%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3DtT1_CpnwhErqgBqnb3WQ4OMbZVsBO1DDDo3FyWxW4vEOt1Ypv-TJnfUeRZdbBIZkcr1EK1ZUW2DG5gnf5U5mOTb74wb3ZuAbfIHL8_6O1KM42M1lgOdoKoz20XD4RXXk4GILWfkrw/s400/40+sand-poem+%28when+will%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525689995519830018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 sand-poem, The Princess Forest, West Beach<br />(‘when will / the princess / return from / the hunt?’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">On the road back we stop at the Lobster-Pot tearoom with its own Met. Office. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1_VrxlFeU2uwm-X_lvqxMX7q2BSrP_O0FWqush1WXdJEKQyaAKCCoy5eeDvfe-gyHT6cRmGI6Y2krtxr33msSdpYJePdrqgz50dn3snrZm3UO9s3rzzZh6tEjGPY3SUlugmBCDtP3nnE/s1600/40+FORECASTING+STONE.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1_VrxlFeU2uwm-X_lvqxMX7q2BSrP_O0FWqush1WXdJEKQyaAKCCoy5eeDvfe-gyHT6cRmGI6Y2krtxr33msSdpYJePdrqgz50dn3snrZm3UO9s3rzzZh6tEjGPY3SUlugmBCDtP3nnE/s400/40+FORECASTING+STONE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525689583305487314" style="cursor: pointer;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 FORECASTING STONE<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Back at Baile the hostel kitchen’s humming with activity. A group of twentysomethings, mainly Scottish voices but all up from London, are gearing up for Lochmaddy’s nightlife but first have a whole cooked lobster to butcher and eat. Ken improvises with modest ingredients – leeks, cabbage, red lentils and sun-dried tomatoes, and produce a good stew he’ll happily make again, ceremonially washed down with Mac Na Mara anda pot of the Tea of Life. The lasses go for a swim.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the swimming’s OK</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">once you go through</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the cold</span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">swimsuits & giggles<br />doesn’t make them<br />courtesans</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"></span><br /></span></span></span></i><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Berneray, Sunday</span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVfFF6po5b6vTmgVkK8GSnVW1lxm84Y7LZMnb8k9iG2AJR3g2aOtExg_clhKHMoEFdxw_6Hf738h155dDH3gdijAdTfcAU_6h76IO3PslRcOkthAb8ffU8vJxqjaTooEpdv-G_OMcQFg/s1600/40+Berneray+Circular+Walk.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVfFF6po5b6vTmgVkK8GSnVW1lxm84Y7LZMnb8k9iG2AJR3g2aOtExg_clhKHMoEFdxw_6Hf738h155dDH3gdijAdTfcAU_6h76IO3PslRcOkthAb8ffU8vJxqjaTooEpdv-G_OMcQFg/s400/40+Berneray+Circular+Walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525701182229646546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Berneray Circular Walk<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Breakfast is cold stew, chocolate gingers, Roibois. I’m happy enough, though slightly envious of the London-Scottish’s scallops and scrambled eggs.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">From the hostel we head north as yesterday, along the beach road past Annie’s place, then following the path uphill at the old MacInnes croft, towards the island burial ground. We’re luffing into a strong north-westerly.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">billows</span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">this wind just blows me away</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />light breaks in at the curtains<br /></span></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">its noise is all its own</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />taking it all round<br />from top to toe<br /></span></span></span><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">you’ll wear me out, you</span></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />says the beach to the sea</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF, with a nod to Boswell)<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The boundary wall’s yellow-lichened, inside windblown grass, but other than a few nettles the moor’s kept out. Many small unshaped unmarked stones, of those shaped and carved some lost in lichen, others (slate or granite) unmarked by it. Often English text and Gaelic scripture. Nothing recent.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfiY9ln_axiqDiTkVyjBRoY2Qt2-edvE-63BwC6ueJJ_hnXfl5OBiSIFeR6uWzJnL-CBcYIMUft4JVJx95WXXtT2YYgDI0KYruiixEKYVBJYH1RmHM7qaEao3E6SRB17tJEX4nnuDfdY/s1600/40+graveyard+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfiY9ln_axiqDiTkVyjBRoY2Qt2-edvE-63BwC6ueJJ_hnXfl5OBiSIFeR6uWzJnL-CBcYIMUft4JVJx95WXXtT2YYgDI0KYruiixEKYVBJYH1RmHM7qaEao3E6SRB17tJEX4nnuDfdY/s400/40+graveyard+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525690006410861074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Burial Ground<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCEpPe4BIgKpMs8xrDpojdiCd8Sr9aRjN_IXySZGAKY3lbGh7kUYI0NqjQ1vS69tXCTlVu2Wxu-dw54oYW8GbksGqCmtSts7mK-6-eGkepvevzrDMPNW8gWFwqkdmtGtBFjiCNUs6SXIo/s1600/40+graveyard+wall.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCEpPe4BIgKpMs8xrDpojdiCd8Sr9aRjN_IXySZGAKY3lbGh7kUYI0NqjQ1vS69tXCTlVu2Wxu-dw54oYW8GbksGqCmtSts7mK-6-eGkepvevzrDMPNW8gWFwqkdmtGtBFjiCNUs6SXIo/s400/40+graveyard+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525690341156517778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Burial Ground wall<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1cHsAWVKwSbX2VmHdkfIEgMtsonrgIEm2vJOsFQQjvvhrPJ6x5xN5TTD-ZHFhhFVUF3205JoM73Lile7RQYTwd_VRoDJQI-LlePRjE05wwbyESVA6li_0HpUmtQ50kvSnOtTf6nKzJYs/s1600/40+graveyard+MacLeod+gravestone.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1cHsAWVKwSbX2VmHdkfIEgMtsonrgIEm2vJOsFQQjvvhrPJ6x5xN5TTD-ZHFhhFVUF3205JoM73Lile7RQYTwd_VRoDJQI-LlePRjE05wwbyESVA6li_0HpUmtQ50kvSnOtTf6nKzJYs/s400/40+graveyard+MacLeod+gravestone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525690349483981218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Burial Ground, shoemaker's gravestone<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6Bz6WBAGBWOYHS9LpmkWKGhw31UWWNaru045QfpddCwxjJH_fALkQMkO7H6RRAvkBnmnjm8R2KNZUh9EuhTmfW0XmKOHlDV49EYhH5sBDM4gKXqOXj65qpuM_haaMnjPl2ONhuadKp0/s1600/Anchor+%28grave%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6Bz6WBAGBWOYHS9LpmkWKGhw31UWWNaru045QfpddCwxjJH_fALkQMkO7H6RRAvkBnmnjm8R2KNZUh9EuhTmfW0XmKOHlDV49EYhH5sBDM4gKXqOXj65qpuM_haaMnjPl2ONhuadKp0/s400/Anchor+%28grave%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526737957408795858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 grave rubbing<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Climbing Beinn Shleibhe, a modest 93m + constant breeze. A young German man who’d sat quietly by himself last night reading Tolkein's </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Two Towers</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> joins us at the trig point. We share tea. From the trig the West Beach looks like a pie crust with the rollers spume for cream. The Shiants are NE, but NW there’s no Sado, only Haskeir, which isn’t the gabbro stack of Hirta, St Kilda.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFLy44Iq7MQnnlmlRrTKqjYjEklG1jcRfNVC_OfOBt_lpn7kSwz08I5n3MhId2dHSLyYYd2fMckM5OHxnbwwPkivwjQDJ6r61yjSUHGEfPrhpzqT6XDSBTgwypht7N6YLQ9pRYTYprUI/s1600/Sora+%26+Barno+on+west+beach.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFLy44Iq7MQnnlmlRrTKqjYjEklG1jcRfNVC_OfOBt_lpn7kSwz08I5n3MhId2dHSLyYYd2fMckM5OHxnbwwPkivwjQDJ6r61yjSUHGEfPrhpzqT6XDSBTgwypht7N6YLQ9pRYTYprUI/s400/Sora+%26+Barno+on+west+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528303276532016002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Sora & Barno, Berneray<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXCvMZ0-QOmfQsUE72CBkxDbEbkEwSXc6h0YPBP8jfc_py9POg3GdPLmgpMWkwzXMFnH2QeUB9-JTEkAkKoQI2NIo2BIwJpTaUZg9zzE2DOsFK-pjjzVFXOI-2d0Spd3ZeKZTmLSsNjA/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28marram+gives+to+the+wind%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXCvMZ0-QOmfQsUE72CBkxDbEbkEwSXc6h0YPBP8jfc_py9POg3GdPLmgpMWkwzXMFnH2QeUB9-JTEkAkKoQI2NIo2BIwJpTaUZg9zzE2DOsFK-pjjzVFXOI-2d0Spd3ZeKZTmLSsNjA/s400/40+hokku-label+%28marram+gives+to+the+wind%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526734834214687890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, Berneray<br />(‘marram gives to the wind / thistles resists till ready / to offer up down’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBYCB7Sw9jVy7LTXLI9p4lhorteHsL895-Kv4Dq3vEQIbh9f3fEa7uheQJ5TixOer7OYfcW8nPkpBKsh5j1-pe_qwaxv_GHF__Pe-v5HBI9IifXX5Paa2Z5EOKNz11mGlvgrdtrl9Ofc/s1600/Sado+is+on+every+horizon,+Berneray.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBYCB7Sw9jVy7LTXLI9p4lhorteHsL895-Kv4Dq3vEQIbh9f3fEa7uheQJ5TixOer7OYfcW8nPkpBKsh5j1-pe_qwaxv_GHF__Pe-v5HBI9IifXX5Paa2Z5EOKNz11mGlvgrdtrl9Ofc/s400/Sado+is+on+every+horizon,+Berneray.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526734998275467842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 sand-poem, West Beach<br />(‘Sado is on every horizon’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjapqllyMBo-WmDmvBvAqZAJhTR9UN_m80NrCIbKsANKR9Uy6F-xqwdpnCVG-Woqv66IkqbZWVF5SBcEQT33h0svS8d-15DkNPYf12qUACo0NdZsWlIt_n_FaPnmI0b_-7FVkbcQgt6lGA/s1600/St+Kilda,+Sado,+West+Beach,+Berneray.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjapqllyMBo-WmDmvBvAqZAJhTR9UN_m80NrCIbKsANKR9Uy6F-xqwdpnCVG-Woqv66IkqbZWVF5SBcEQT33h0svS8d-15DkNPYf12qUACo0NdZsWlIt_n_FaPnmI0b_-7FVkbcQgt6lGA/s400/St+Kilda,+Sado,+West+Beach,+Berneray.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526739011613528610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 sand-poem, West Beach<br />(‘ST KILDA / SADO’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaZ1M4App3kxiyJlUmiKgXrkaVUgrfSmDyk0WwoUMuT1p0Nd1cCM2s6VGJ4zIu5pWPN__yc_C9UaWGqeQrDn_-yqnvEh6AhSLZOEezw1DasT7kIgB8qo-YMLU_trD74JyC0lqB6EJjVs/s1600/40+seaweed+SADO.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaZ1M4App3kxiyJlUmiKgXrkaVUgrfSmDyk0WwoUMuT1p0Nd1cCM2s6VGJ4zIu5pWPN__yc_C9UaWGqeQrDn_-yqnvEh6AhSLZOEezw1DasT7kIgB8qo-YMLU_trD74JyC0lqB6EJjVs/s400/40+seaweed+SADO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526737959401754114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 (‘SADO’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF, KC)</span></span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span></o:p></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Berneray, West Beach</span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Matsushima ya<br />ay Matsushima ya<br />Matsushima ya</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Basho</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Berneray –<br />aye Berneray<br />Berneray!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">ver. AF</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgytp14NTtIc-5XgTg_LbkyqNVU8Sgw_9WPwdtV_Z5NZpMYVHE11o8hMCGYJu5ZObe73hWVOMaUyCo6cKM_KXuXzhYnlhl6YiPkkP3Pli2X_cLBIxJHzJND4jEmxLbM8IWzqx-XJPYwn2k/s1600/Walking+oku+file.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgytp14NTtIc-5XgTg_LbkyqNVU8Sgw_9WPwdtV_Z5NZpMYVHE11o8hMCGYJu5ZObe73hWVOMaUyCo6cKM_KXuXzhYnlhl6YiPkkP3Pli2X_cLBIxJHzJND4jEmxLbM8IWzqx-XJPYwn2k/s400/Walking+oku+file.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525700667373187874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Walking oku file<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">We descend </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">oku-style</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, single file, poet-dog-poet, into a seastrong wind, down to the beach, Pabbay in sun across the sound, Caolas Phabaigh (not Boreray as Eck’s sand circle poem has it). Ken finds a sheltered spot in the dunes to catch his breath and write a hokku-label. Eck sits on rocks and decides to stay thereabouts.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaraFBWw-T4iXA5Ge9q7pAmAqcNumeVBgpyjkNshkAeNVU_J-7flC0LWSNBkk9IWEue9mfY-ZSQfdt0-zgQuBQHNTzmWieA61CEw6MsQcf_ONQwtc7SmF-PYx-OwKyJvbBb7GBSdyjRA/s1600/circle+poem+%28waves+count%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaraFBWw-T4iXA5Ge9q7pAmAqcNumeVBgpyjkNshkAeNVU_J-7flC0LWSNBkk9IWEue9mfY-ZSQfdt0-zgQuBQHNTzmWieA61CEw6MsQcf_ONQwtc7SmF-PYx-OwKyJvbBb7GBSdyjRA/s320/circle+poem+%28waves+count%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528313219119101538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 circle poem (counting waves)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken’s circuit</span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I walk on letting flotsam & jetsam catch my eye, thinking they'd be good bases for hokku-labels but sometimes, like Basho, </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">no way to keep up writing</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ33Zb068UkticEA_lc9Ohezy_GSK0TYH6h4mxH2fUvUxTqFl8g6MGd_nd61FLmc0tJZC8WDO8liHkNf0qfmaHuWlCJCo7izvyvY0anIS5G8Yjv9Wuy5QuVv3vh9ksKo1voOXDiD2Xhw8/s1600/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28blue+tub%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ33Zb068UkticEA_lc9Ohezy_GSK0TYH6h4mxH2fUvUxTqFl8g6MGd_nd61FLmc0tJZC8WDO8liHkNf0qfmaHuWlCJCo7izvyvY0anIS5G8Yjv9Wuy5QuVv3vh9ksKo1voOXDiD2Xhw8/s400/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28blue+tub%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526739016340858802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 jetsam, West Beech</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZ5PqnKg1oo1lYnbkAPB7XR3B4oF6IpzcFz78zNkhkJzKiFH-n_W4_KptGg1bMJyFITPjykGl9fFnMxDazQoCjPbj0yEuOn5HWy0wTNrbHsRCOwNessP7OoYEPvHDvuE8F4eM68nJ7_g/s1600/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28cannister+%26+shells%29+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZ5PqnKg1oo1lYnbkAPB7XR3B4oF6IpzcFz78zNkhkJzKiFH-n_W4_KptGg1bMJyFITPjykGl9fFnMxDazQoCjPbj0yEuOn5HWy0wTNrbHsRCOwNessP7OoYEPvHDvuE8F4eM68nJ7_g/s400/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28cannister+%26+shells%29+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526739019044201842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 jetsam, West Beach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuk4mEL5opj5Y6l1mpyW7qthoSWNblnMyr7uB30irOWUwIxirm2bizS90IL1vFzA2n0XIzbgUZGJVzNdGs5y9cx7d14YeL2PN4o3kThEZxvETLs-CXc0q2jrzEFpS9Z8D6iHAxLrpnrw/s1600/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28car+bumper%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuk4mEL5opj5Y6l1mpyW7qthoSWNblnMyr7uB30irOWUwIxirm2bizS90IL1vFzA2n0XIzbgUZGJVzNdGs5y9cx7d14YeL2PN4o3kThEZxvETLs-CXc0q2jrzEFpS9Z8D6iHAxLrpnrw/s400/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28car+bumper%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526766492440116194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 jetsam, West Beach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmugkoYcemvfnjeF5b4qIsHpwkOIRk9TvdaMQQjDAMB_oTHwwRUDW4lJZ9nti05Mr7OStdMdDNnGRXJws4RmOyvc-iQ5Q4X1QpsBHkHJKsBmKE9z688FCUZsmKk8MWv9wlIUMpg07RJKY/s1600/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28shoe%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmugkoYcemvfnjeF5b4qIsHpwkOIRk9TvdaMQQjDAMB_oTHwwRUDW4lJZ9nti05Mr7OStdMdDNnGRXJws4RmOyvc-iQ5Q4X1QpsBHkHJKsBmKE9z688FCUZsmKk8MWv9wlIUMpg07RJKY/s400/40+west+beach+jetsam+%28shoe%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526739024613085154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 jetsam, West Beach<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I lunch in the dunes, sheltered but grains of sand carry on to me. Lie back and doze a while, find I’ve composed a hokku-label for the lobster-creel, as Eck does likewise elsewhere.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3IdwGCkqYYUFRxnNzcsXP-fEsXBCNg_rWghc5LwD0gyo6bjIlXh2XcvNLspePkC1EJslPGccWXLG-pNCwaZaeyjtAlsqyY2P4FPl835JqxaTUq1UK-a34hMg1k2d9ieEPlDnQzixRq-E/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28wind-lull%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3IdwGCkqYYUFRxnNzcsXP-fEsXBCNg_rWghc5LwD0gyo6bjIlXh2XcvNLspePkC1EJslPGccWXLG-pNCwaZaeyjtAlsqyY2P4FPl835JqxaTUq1UK-a34hMg1k2d9ieEPlDnQzixRq-E/s400/40+hokku-label+%28wind-lull%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525691834612185026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, West Beach<br />(‘wind-lull / sun full / sand-hull / sleep pull’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiatYeAp41vdQZyNE76D6E1l7KQBgcBJSoyQD5XAfxXqcvDXum3qA0z866ouUPHLdywS5hW9AMBwwY1_GqUYvjQywpR4SUpdgJdVJDAFVt317N_NQbOiGvKRfrJVjdIGO3JUaNQaxK0elI/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28beached+creel%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiatYeAp41vdQZyNE76D6E1l7KQBgcBJSoyQD5XAfxXqcvDXum3qA0z866ouUPHLdywS5hW9AMBwwY1_GqUYvjQywpR4SUpdgJdVJDAFVt317N_NQbOiGvKRfrJVjdIGO3JUaNQaxK0elI/s400/40+hokku-label+%28beached+creel%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525691845147751362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, West Beach<br />(‘beached creel / still dreams of lobsters / blue beneath the waves’, KC)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2kxVU8pRpA1EtVsS7UvPakKtnV7ZRRiQWeSyf7HRm3Ymp27ozsC4YQ1Y0ZYWoTdiz1eKhfPDEPvaV8-AuM-cCIci5Hek7tWNo9qDMf7171efQpCpku1J9jb2SaYKN4sWDWfvVZi8MEs/s1600/lapster+pot,+Berneray.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2kxVU8pRpA1EtVsS7UvPakKtnV7ZRRiQWeSyf7HRm3Ymp27ozsC4YQ1Y0ZYWoTdiz1eKhfPDEPvaV8-AuM-cCIci5Hek7tWNo9qDMf7171efQpCpku1J9jb2SaYKN4sWDWfvVZi8MEs/s400/lapster+pot,+Berneray.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171149360355122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, Berneray<br />(‘wanted / wan lapster-felly / fir da pot’, AF)<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Wanting respite from the wind and to get my bearings I cross dunes to machair. Fail latterly but succeed formerly and enjoy the quiet that distance from breakers brings.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QTZYqC3zQsZ1xSQ0rtC6UKgmxaWYK-663HU3bA0JvHtnoUyOC8-gmkeJdOkTYZ1gNBCFHC2k9DbDfwxwU1bAOxfaulv4Py7j1gZ3po8MWK2G6Bw4t3CVxQWrUU6Oxm-vuHvbkMxwoIA/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28rough+as+the+ocean+is%29+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QTZYqC3zQsZ1xSQ0rtC6UKgmxaWYK-663HU3bA0JvHtnoUyOC8-gmkeJdOkTYZ1gNBCFHC2k9DbDfwxwU1bAOxfaulv4Py7j1gZ3po8MWK2G6Bw4t3CVxQWrUU6Oxm-vuHvbkMxwoIA/s400/40+hokku-label+%28rough+as+the+ocean+is%29+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527171140065485250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 hokku-label, Berneary<br />(‘rough as the ocean is / reaching over to St Kilda / machair flowers / flowering stars’, AF)<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRPS_nyNMs0GdsuZuyK900ulgNg0rDn52bpoMc0m3KYG4nzJZKaEKg4S7CqThupqpoYBGcBPBr2e-0OHlbMiUqMbtcQ7alNbEfQTZGj0jphyphenhyphenW1VRTvfan4IpfCYkoUiRvxRuwX2I-g3c/s1600/40+Macaskill+monument.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRPS_nyNMs0GdsuZuyK900ulgNg0rDn52bpoMc0m3KYG4nzJZKaEKg4S7CqThupqpoYBGcBPBr2e-0OHlbMiUqMbtcQ7alNbEfQTZGj0jphyphenhyphenW1VRTvfan4IpfCYkoUiRvxRuwX2I-g3c/s400/40+Macaskill+monument.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527172008833863922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Macaskill monument<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I reach almost the SW corner of the island, pasture for sheep and cattle, and the monument to Angus Macaskill the orange map declines to note – known as the Nova Scotia giant (1825–1861) he was born here, stood </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">7 feet nine inches in height without pathological defect</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, and </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">is remembered as a kindly and just man and a humble Christian</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsLDP9JRcp5FgBzkxF5aBLkkF4xnuLt0n13NKBaFPeSa9TdaVocIzMDAWDFG6lf47WZoO3lHBIPNQGMdhZN90T8kWcXW5sP10fIKtP-FbM3N9ST5vHYdUXwhs9A7SLUv6iT22aHjNRns/s1600/40+chair+stone.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsLDP9JRcp5FgBzkxF5aBLkkF4xnuLt0n13NKBaFPeSa9TdaVocIzMDAWDFG6lf47WZoO3lHBIPNQGMdhZN90T8kWcXW5sP10fIKtP-FbM3N9ST5vHYdUXwhs9A7SLUv6iT22aHjNRns/s400/40+chair+stone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526786767208799042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 chair stone<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4tUs1wlywjAX9Bnxhb0WV4tJZPl214JzJZrh8h_sXCK2WL2mfUBbScI9qFWoVdnw1w7tDlSSKEwIUNsHBL7Mqb0kvaoR8qcGQI0Q1C7ng7iocOI4a22otCQqV6ejaPpMnnjq1RIKA2Y/s1600/40+bog+cotton,+Cnoc+Bhuirgh.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4tUs1wlywjAX9Bnxhb0WV4tJZPl214JzJZrh8h_sXCK2WL2mfUBbScI9qFWoVdnw1w7tDlSSKEwIUNsHBL7Mqb0kvaoR8qcGQI0Q1C7ng7iocOI4a22otCQqV6ejaPpMnnjq1RIKA2Y/s400/40+bog+cotton,+Cnoc+Bhuirgh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526786770217876338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 bog cotton, Cnoc Bhuirgh<br />Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Back along road and by fence to the chair stone, lopsided and black. Look for the marked cairn and souterrain among the many scattered rocks and boulders but discern nothing made. I cross pasture between grazing cattle raising a snipe at a clear watercressed stream, then climb over rock and heather to the windy top of Cnoc Bhuirgh. Rocks and a pool where bog-cotton thrives.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">I cut down to the road and meet up with the German again. On Loch a Bhaigh he’s spotted three seals where they love to sunbathe on the rocks. With his company the last leg seems to speed up. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">At the hostel the tide’s out exposing sandbanks and rocks, beginning with the outline of an S shaped wall that comes and goes with the tide, Eck says is the remains of a Viking harbour. Beyond are what Ian Stephen calls 2 ‘fixed greens’: navigation beacons marking the narrow channel for fishing-boats. And beyond, at low tide, a wide spit of sand that extends all the way to the skerry of Bhaiteam.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrHZ0tHU1ztiW84OwrSEOPfs6KndFrG22GsllpDC3Sarhrev6mmXunyEy4ggPrtX2jr1twiCT4Ih23AdPR5Ms8fPKYzepDk5fHM4zDdVU0rfRlqTehTvHaJTO2JdS8asE-V379Fjh1Oyc/s1600/40+hokku-label+%28sand+strand%29.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrHZ0tHU1ztiW84OwrSEOPfs6KndFrG22GsllpDC3Sarhrev6mmXunyEy4ggPrtX2jr1twiCT4Ih23AdPR5Ms8fPKYzepDk5fHM4zDdVU0rfRlqTehTvHaJTO2JdS8asE-V379Fjh1Oyc/s400/40+hokku-label+%28sand+strand%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527172464177205202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 hokku-label, Viking Harbour, Baile, Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘sand / strand // green) / (green // rock / crook’, AF)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Ken Cockburn, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(KC)</span></span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"></span><br /></span></span></span></i><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Eck’s return</span></span></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdk1iLqmrhYiVv5KdVuCeldSnpZmb4grZgjCAqmcRtcEg-dqOMHeodNeGPfh2EdsoK-OuLhOvudAh61FpYT5SfXO3B-CDkm4n46JqV0IhKmhDBJK0Szzv5oB77uoWBwLTrXN8AYNQ-Z7g/s1600/Sado+buoy.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdk1iLqmrhYiVv5KdVuCeldSnpZmb4grZgjCAqmcRtcEg-dqOMHeodNeGPfh2EdsoK-OuLhOvudAh61FpYT5SfXO3B-CDkm4n46JqV0IhKmhDBJK0Szzv5oB77uoWBwLTrXN8AYNQ-Z7g/s400/Sado+buoy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527176795703820210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Sado buoy<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHnsHINsfG30bdYrpOloyYv317oPv9TkqWTS2f3-pouuyevx-4Rd_P2vDuIUhLBOOh7w3piovB4nsPTSlvHM_-8yF_eM0TooL0Ql5y202ptbKPKbrjFD6Ubwjv5DytF_I8Lupdvjy67w/s1600/Basho,+Sado.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHnsHINsfG30bdYrpOloyYv317oPv9TkqWTS2f3-pouuyevx-4Rd_P2vDuIUhLBOOh7w3piovB4nsPTSlvHM_-8yF_eM0TooL0Ql5y202ptbKPKbrjFD6Ubwjv5DytF_I8Lupdvjy67w/s400/Basho,+Sado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526777368393982338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Basho, Sado<br />Angharad Closs Stephens, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">My shorter slower route, round the skirts of Beinn Ghainche, puts the wind behind me. The whole way I marveled at the gannets rise and fall as they span around the island on a turquoise carousel, just for badness it seemed, as little fishing went on. One visit I watched Simon, an artist from London, pencil sketch every bird species on the island into the hostel log.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuSi4FL4Lh1WHsIZQHzMfbMEp55-lMfeeDqIanip0i-VA323DV9CTDqWqseXYEsRE9NWaPbjp_bTcm9b9Lo1shJCGtbwAtNZ7zmvxXqNgtwgoBgW_lFB4H1o7mXh3ttynud5QQENlFNk/s1600/hokku-label,+Berneray+%28the+gannets%29.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuSi4FL4Lh1WHsIZQHzMfbMEp55-lMfeeDqIanip0i-VA323DV9CTDqWqseXYEsRE9NWaPbjp_bTcm9b9Lo1shJCGtbwAtNZ7zmvxXqNgtwgoBgW_lFB4H1o7mXh3ttynud5QQENlFNk/s400/hokku-label,+Berneray+%28the+gannets%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527180130331677314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">hokku-label, West Beach, Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(‘the / gannets // cut / waves // both / ways’, AF)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">birds in the north<br />black & white, shades</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">of grey and a flare<br />or pipe of orange</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGvLKaooh8TEqjEhUFLN-euKEh0Y9iWVZvB3Sa0KQygyEQlS60QTyn-PRO4PmuSgA80GOZA7J8jaovoZmTgCjK_C5rR2i1XUqoQq_Y1v9PoSUAsbmhiVoDqTQsPdra2OMulOZ9j2W1Ow/s1600/ME74,+Berneray.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGvLKaooh8TEqjEhUFLN-euKEh0Y9iWVZvB3Sa0KQygyEQlS60QTyn-PRO4PmuSgA80GOZA7J8jaovoZmTgCjK_C5rR2i1XUqoQq_Y1v9PoSUAsbmhiVoDqTQsPdra2OMulOZ9j2W1Ow/s400/ME74,+Berneray.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525701189620547538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 ME74<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">From land every sea horizon has a Sado of it’s own. Looking out on the little islands of the Sound of Harris – Grodhaigh, Lingeigh, Sgarabhaigh, Sgeir Chruaidh, Eilean Bhacam, Ceileagraigh, Ensay – and over to Macleaod’s Table on Skye, I tried to pick out a location for each of the flashing beacons I’d seen flashing at 4am the night before, in a gale that cowped a tent or two heilster-gowdie, when Barno had an accident that’s best passed over in silence. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQay_-j-R5tg_OZh6b2Zfp2Esq0H26wf3lQSOdFka_xUR5echr2o-BhzKjucJ1M005F4xJosCeo6nuimDuce9VSM6mUyVru8Y3BTCfswFHvk4Ben95-3iRXK4miKJycEmZk7pgn6SCFE/s1600/Barno+casts+a+shadow.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQay_-j-R5tg_OZh6b2Zfp2Esq0H26wf3lQSOdFka_xUR5echr2o-BhzKjucJ1M005F4xJosCeo6nuimDuce9VSM6mUyVru8Y3BTCfswFHvk4Ben95-3iRXK4miKJycEmZk7pgn6SCFE/s400/Barno+casts+a+shadow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526804783474873522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Barno casts a shadow</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Alec Finlay 2010</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNp-Ajnn21pRkVsm6DR30E1X_kyrouABq1z2Et-FTxsWhtb-Ey5lZ7rIVl6W0rTBeWRP4Ia0rpprDQIuwBfZvPfHv6SHH2tZgAzp69Q4vJyLMsn7KEQVXS2GriN0fjrAA8gUR0Lde70bk/s1600/Basho+casts+a+shadow.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNp-Ajnn21pRkVsm6DR30E1X_kyrouABq1z2Et-FTxsWhtb-Ey5lZ7rIVl6W0rTBeWRP4Ia0rpprDQIuwBfZvPfHv6SHH2tZgAzp69Q4vJyLMsn7KEQVXS2GriN0fjrAA8gUR0Lde70bk/s400/Basho+casts+a+shadow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526805849180669618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 Basho casts a shadow<br />Alec Finlay, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="text-align: right;"><i><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="EN-US"></span><br /></span></span></span></i><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">If wishes were thistles</span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">When we left Jon & Ali at <a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/8-insh.html">Kingussie</a> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">they were just about to pack the tent and head back to Berneray where, the island being treeless, they left us this wish.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2rrYYP0wuYvOzRR1hKkU8akOoB2Mh6W-UlK1KFEMkTxAgkb7hUa1U-ceDjX7oQ-Z96Tgnh8VLo5dIp1aEiprO4K5Vl-4CtoHtZgeEUpL5pyrJOE0GHfn5JuBX3tymu4FEO_Mo3QAhCsw/s1600/Berneray+Wish,+Thomson+%26+Craighead.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2rrYYP0wuYvOzRR1hKkU8akOoB2Mh6W-UlK1KFEMkTxAgkb7hUa1U-ceDjX7oQ-Z96Tgnh8VLo5dIp1aEiprO4K5Vl-4CtoHtZgeEUpL5pyrJOE0GHfn5JuBX3tymu4FEO_Mo3QAhCsw/s400/Berneray+Wish,+Thomson+%26+Craighead.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527180127919665362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 wish, thistle, Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Thomson & Craighead, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The wish being such a potent form – as Ali said,</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> being there always, even after it’s gone</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> – I’ve sent out a few for other people’s trees. This is the first record to arrive back, having found a Bashoesque home.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyAIFtUL7TzVOIhHs13Nlm_3hD9OZoifFxpBgsdXrGXlYhceI3ZhLkzjj3k7j0oV7vEPqPXLOaC-nJ2tx2N0IpxvkIr7eV6CiBYZ1LqKNAjBN1js-gbSkcXV13g1RALLmXbkG6becdIw/s1600/40+wish,+ali+bowden.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyAIFtUL7TzVOIhHs13Nlm_3hD9OZoifFxpBgsdXrGXlYhceI3ZhLkzjj3k7j0oV7vEPqPXLOaC-nJ2tx2N0IpxvkIr7eV6CiBYZ1LqKNAjBN1js-gbSkcXV13g1RALLmXbkG6becdIw/s400/40+wish,+ali+bowden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527177242989514322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br />40 wish, Japanese cherry blossom tree<br />Ali Bowden, 2010</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And then this wish which a close reader tied to a holly among apples, in the Dean allotments, Edinburgh.</span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsIesItflXXH_yT_0ODP1bnU5Wlno-b82X5vjiBz9hjasYspVXqKiViIP132AB6Ro3hHjeZoueGYNB2kqkNOZZCCsYj1Q3CvX57gIgv9ar5_QcjUtM748k_5PSGPRbcJNqCFF8w-wM8I/s1600/40+wish+apples,+Dean+Allotments,+edinburgh,+anon.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsIesItflXXH_yT_0ODP1bnU5Wlno-b82X5vjiBz9hjasYspVXqKiViIP132AB6Ro3hHjeZoueGYNB2kqkNOZZCCsYj1Q3CvX57gIgv9ar5_QcjUtM748k_5PSGPRbcJNqCFF8w-wM8I/s400/40+wish+apples,+Dean+Allotments,+edinburgh,+anon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536098929690228498" style="cursor: pointer;" border="0" /></a></p> <p class="MsoPlainText" style="text-align: right;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(AF)</span></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></i><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Caroline’s Coda</span></span></span></span></b></p><p></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">And these 2 photos from Caroline Dear’s visit to Berneray show what happens to our labels after flapping about for a few weeks in Hebridean climes.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZnd9Laxnjjda52ZDES0NlZtvP_sJ3cjuJj6FX6iOJt_tUk4pu32dNZtlg9O0Yk_93oY7Vc7LZAclho7iLhl70OcYVEdtPIRnDhtxMFTBiWg4Rqi7fQqsnpgkhNL3_zQQpQQdQo4IRfE/s1600/Coda+Berneray+3.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZnd9Laxnjjda52ZDES0NlZtvP_sJ3cjuJj6FX6iOJt_tUk4pu32dNZtlg9O0Yk_93oY7Vc7LZAclho7iLhl70OcYVEdtPIRnDhtxMFTBiWg4Rqi7fQqsnpgkhNL3_zQQpQQdQo4IRfE/s400/Coda+Berneray+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526777889902446786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtimUAmZBFoHJHvqWuSUBIB_cEHMnA31LelbMK0KnUeTr6B0fBgfC1jyX0SCacOoKYOmKe9B7AzEEEXsOtjOrKNLzxgPY1KHv86NAN__YD2tv-rr3Tr8CzhduabmRlRitk0EZLluEiaDI/s1600/Coda+Berneray+2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtimUAmZBFoHJHvqWuSUBIB_cEHMnA31LelbMK0KnUeTr6B0fBgfC1jyX0SCacOoKYOmKe9B7AzEEEXsOtjOrKNLzxgPY1KHv86NAN__YD2tv-rr3Tr8CzhduabmRlRitk0EZLluEiaDI/s400/Coda+Berneray+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526777886601339346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 Berneray</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Caroline Dear, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tomohiko’s Coda</span></span></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The e-post also brings in new artworks by </span></span><a href="http://the-road-north.blogspot.com/2010/08/26-luing.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tomohiko Ogawa</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> collaging together Japan and Scotland.</span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXPaC-MaFDoIExgdZgsi8EJ0ex1VWhRZTdwtQRLigbSg3L-HhmWD2xU3wyUCkOem_kyMPCeiZl7qvnSEwBUEYE8MCHutfpR_9QzvhKpuZEHpT9CJx0K-cA_C1MmA8H0QqtOUnaQXEyAU/s1600/Tomohiko+Ogawa+1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXPaC-MaFDoIExgdZgsi8EJ0ex1VWhRZTdwtQRLigbSg3L-HhmWD2xU3wyUCkOem_kyMPCeiZl7qvnSEwBUEYE8MCHutfpR_9QzvhKpuZEHpT9CJx0K-cA_C1MmA8H0QqtOUnaQXEyAU/s400/Tomohiko+Ogawa+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525702434421512706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOxSODgQAHQ8RDBGilBWYOtyC6jZsZPSUpkGVsSEDbYZvv5AeQJGeYnYMnRzK7q76J624zq67EKthZOsadB2rcy2Rrxv6_esRHarDY7wpSXQKqr0ixhfkqxcwK1ViRdmT5q540yvpjO4/s1600/Tomohiko+Ogawa+3.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOxSODgQAHQ8RDBGilBWYOtyC6jZsZPSUpkGVsSEDbYZvv5AeQJGeYnYMnRzK7q76J624zq67EKthZOsadB2rcy2Rrxv6_esRHarDY7wpSXQKqr0ixhfkqxcwK1ViRdmT5q540yvpjO4/s400/Tomohiko+Ogawa+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525703310646355378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyikElxqpJaS7TNTq0OzD7xLep6ORN4SpD73G02ntjvqICfqlYznnP7hzbfixLZvAIOddr9-2aX_lYb2eIti8dkWRYRqPPUtTr91DkTZb0OzLbEb11lVd6vuG3SD1xo1OtuVLlV2OfRsQ/s1600/Tomohiko+Ogawa+2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyikElxqpJaS7TNTq0OzD7xLep6ORN4SpD73G02ntjvqICfqlYznnP7hzbfixLZvAIOddr9-2aX_lYb2eIti8dkWRYRqPPUtTr91DkTZb0OzLbEb11lVd6vuG3SD1xo1OtuVLlV2OfRsQ/s400/Tomohiko+Ogawa+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525703305834522914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GLm58opMXZwNK0rcAXHomxqjl9Iqq-va6MRxC9TEWoa2m62z-HPXmdu7QpDkNX96osbz-biiGGPjw7bGilZqfdyZvAC0sRrsmX8fwVp3UAOA_T8wugK_HNqJpycgC3erV5BPKSEC9HY/s1600/40+tomohiki+flat+ridge+%29five+sister..%29+for+blogger.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GLm58opMXZwNK0rcAXHomxqjl9Iqq-va6MRxC9TEWoa2m62z-HPXmdu7QpDkNX96osbz-biiGGPjw7bGilZqfdyZvAC0sRrsmX8fwVp3UAOA_T8wugK_HNqJpycgC3erV5BPKSEC9HY/s400/40+tomohiki+flat+ridge+%29five+sister..%29+for+blogger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526743499575394770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">40 flat ridge (Five Sister, Kintail, Loch Duich)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tomohiko Ogawa, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUka56TjjFr1rDfn-5bgQg5LvHyVGETnKudkWQrRo76jFtIuJCeAaKUp1ci0dEZS_O1GtnhZOBRx_UdITDjyFBdYf_8L3neBuGoOSBVKmo0EtVYPg33W9WxzXxngfs3joFPwdghsrtc_U/s1600/40+tomohiki+flatridge+-+mnt+nantai+nikko+-+for+blogger.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUka56TjjFr1rDfn-5bgQg5LvHyVGETnKudkWQrRo76jFtIuJCeAaKUp1ci0dEZS_O1GtnhZOBRx_UdITDjyFBdYf_8L3neBuGoOSBVKmo0EtVYPg33W9WxzXxngfs3joFPwdghsrtc_U/s400/40+tomohiki+flatridge+-+mnt+nantai+nikko+-+for+blogger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526746919478586130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" border="0" /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">40 flatridge (Mt. Nantai, Nikko)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Tomohiko Ogawa, 2010</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">intimations</span></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><b></b></span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gatliff.org.uk/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Gatliff Hebridean Hostels Trust</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">works with islanders to establish and maintain a chain of Crofters' Hostels to sound basic standards throughout the Hebrides. It aims to provide hostellers with the opportunity to get to know the communities, their language and culture, the scenery and natural environment of the islands.</span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">the </span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.isleofberneray.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Isle of Bernaray</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> - an online guide. </span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">visual artists Jon thomson and Alison Craighead (</span></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.thomson-craighead.net"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Thomson & Craighead</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">) have rpoduced works such as </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Flat Earth</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (2007) and </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">The Time Machine in Alphabetical Order </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(2010), </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">a complete rendition of the 1960's film version of HG Wells Novella re-edited by us into alphabetical order from beginning to end.</span></span></p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Coda</span><p class="MsoPlainText">barefoot steps<br />on acorns<br />dog walking</p><span style="font-style: italic;">Tomohiko Ogawa, 2010</span><br /><p class="MsoPlainText"><br /></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></p><!--StartFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> <!--EndFragment-->The Road Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07402785216649227151noreply@blogger.com4