Tammie Norries at the Castle o' Burrian

We’re up at dawn to see the Tammie Norries (Puffins), a short walk from our house, at the Castle o’ Burrian on Westray.

 
Footprints on the Beaches

Footprints of gulls pattern the sand.

 
Mallimack

A Fulmar glides past like a flying boat over the Knowe o’ Skea on Westray.

 
The Knowe o' Skea

Looking out across the Knowe o’ Skea where an important Iron Age burial site gives tantalising clues about the culture of our ancestors.

 
Periwinkle on the Beach

Flat periwinkle  (Littorina obtusata) on the beach in the Bay of Swartmill.

 
Hair on the Wire

Sunset in the garden at Einar silhouettes the hair of the cattle rubbed onto the barbed wire in the fields.

 
Electrickery

Panic sets in. When you’re on an island which only got mains electricity in 1980 (or so I’m told), with no cooker, no fridge and no washing machine, with no gas supply and just an electric slow cooker for all your meals, having the electricity cut out is a serious worry. I check the fusebox. [...]

 
Rain in the Bucket No More

Einar has a new roof on the old school building. Now there’s no more need for builder’s buckets to catch the rain.

 
Under Construction

Einar is under construction – just like my new life.

 
Sunset Storm

The sun sets as a storm brews over Grobust.

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