Sand in Sand

People have been living on this land for thousands of years. As I explore the land, there are constant reminders of past inhabitants and how the distribution of humans has changed. The Haa (laird's house) is still present at Sand and I believe at one point, Sand was on the main east/west route. On the day of my visit, I enjoyed the beach to myself with only a few sets of footprints and paw prints as evidence of recent visitors.

Heading to 60° North

I have said goodbye to Glasgow to pursue my dream of living in a more remote environment. Of the many lovely places in Scotland, Shetland tops my list. When an opportunity popped up, I jumped. For weeks after moving, it felt like a holiday even as I tackled a new job. It feels a bit more real now.  In many ways, this move is like my move to Scotland. I am moving into a new environment and there are many reasons why it may not work. So thankful for the opportunity and we will see how it goes!

Balancing act

It is nice to know that even the natives have trouble staying upright in the wind.

Word of caution

Warning: the ratio of words to photos on this blog is likely to get even smaller.

Weaving light

I am always casting my eyes towards Isles. What is the draw? Is it the inescapable realization that you are surrounded by the power of the sea? Is it the unique characteristics of a community that is geographically held together? Is it the spirit of islanders who make the most of the resources available? Or is it just so I can have an excuse to ride on a ferry?  This trip (taken back in April) meant riding on the most posh ferry I have been on in Scotland. With never enough time to explore, I made a sprint for the Outer Hebrides to the Isle of Lewis and Harris on a 4 day holiday weekend.