Reading weed
I’ve cycled to Mae Sands and the seaweed surrounding me seems to have messages for me. If only I could read its …
Notes on a very small island
I’ve cycled to Mae Sands and the seaweed surrounding me seems to have messages for me. If only I could read its …
A beautiful gift of plants is always welcome and these pink flowered ‘lipstick’ strawberries are no exception. I’m hoping the lipstick tastes …
This Limpet looks so fresh and clean but I just can’t bring myself to eat it. I think it was the way …
In the garden of Einar I have some unusual, old and very abandoned plants. There are Sycamore trees more than six feet …
It’s Sunday so it’s the late ferry from Kirkwall to Westray tonight. It’ll be dark when we get there. I walk on …
Pink and orange don’t go together; they clash. Or at least that’s the mantra when accessorising or designing a garden of flowers. …
Red Campion is pink. It doesn’t matter how many times I look at it, or photograph it, it still looks pink to …
A panorama of Grobust beach on Westray.
What we throw away tells a lot about us. A quick look at my bin would tell you I like an occasional …
Limpets. Their traces are everywhere on the stones on Westray’s beaches. The name limpet means ‘rock-licker’ and that’s what they do, with …
The Potentilla is spreading with beautiful vigorous red runners over the shell sand at Grobust.
I’m sitting in a stone-age house; the new stone age, when the climate was warmer and people began to settle rather than …
The Arctic Skua is one of the most recognisable silhouettes in Orkney, patrolling the shoreline hunting for birds’ eggs, young birds and …
I’m wandering up to the cliffs at Noup Head to take some photographs of the Gannets. I decide not to when I …
There are beautiful pink flowers in the garden at Einar. They look like Bistort in which case I wish I had more …
One of life’s little pleasures is a cup of tea and a piece of cake. One of the very few downsides is …
Around Gill Pier I spot a buoyancy ring. The word buoy comes from the 13th Century from the Old French boie “fetter …
Half a pound of biscuit – that’s the way the money goes. WFM Brown makes bread and cakes and biscuits on Westray …
I’ve just bought this fabulous dried fruit tart from Peter Miller’s shop. Would you like a piece? Hold on! Wait a …
I arrive back from a day out exploring and there are freshly laid eggs on the doorstep from my kind Island friend. …
I remembered to empty the woodlice from the toaster when I arrived. I forgot about the ones inside the bread machine. There’s …
Broad horizons. Breathtaking clouds. Constantly changing skies. That’s the view of Westray from my window.
Alicen’s Gypsy caravan has some wonderful paintwork.
It’s time for a bath and that means yet another spider to wash down the plug hole.
Please drive carefully during the breeding season.
Photographs tell stories. They tell stories about objects and people and the relationships between them. Some photographs tell you their own story; …
One of the greatest surprises I had when visiting Westray for the first time eight years ago was finding out there was …
It’s a new word for me. A manuport; Something brought by a human from one place to another. Something which shows conscious …
Tuesday night in Westray and the only gig in town is a packed house with every available seat taken, children on laps …