September 22, 2016August 4, 2017 “Oh, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glen Coe And covers the grave o’ Donald” Continue reading →
September 21, 2016 “Billow and breeze, islands and seas, Mountains of rain and sun…Over the Sea to Skye”. Continue reading →
September 19, 2016 “Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, The hills of the Highlands for ever I love”. Continue reading →
September 18, 2016 “We followed you, Prince to this ocean of flatness and bullets”. Continue reading →