Category: Scotland

Why do I travel?

Bridge across the River Esk, Dalkeith Country Park

There are always a host of questions to be answered for why I or people travel.

Back Home, Again

Dalkeith Country Park, Scotland

Back home home again in Scotland

Stepping off into Magic

The Journey

Cuillins from Kirkibost Originally uploaded by bruiach1 Wrote in 2010: I wrote several years ago, well seven, actually about my meeting an elderly gentleman at Inverness Bus stop. At the end of our conversation, we parted as friends and he said something strange about…

Year of Natural Scotland

VisitScotland, the national Tourist Board of Scotland has designated this year as the Year of National Scotland. Every year Scotland promotes it brand in unique ways. They have encapsulated the attributes of their brand by affixing the adjectives, Enduring, Dramatic and Human. These words…

Slàinte Mhath to Robert Burns, 25th of January

Well Burns night is almost upon us. Going to try to make a nice meal and pull out my Rabbie Burns poetry books, plop a fireplace DVD into the TV or watch Spartacus on Starz… I really do miss my haggis, neeps and tatties….

Promotional Power: A deeper breath…

There is something to say for having the Internet.  Once and awhile my senses are awaken by gems of video, music and words as they were today when I received a post from VisitScotland.  They were inviting me to SINGLE MALT WHISKY: THE ISLAY 8…

Hibernation…(working title)

Frost on the plants

My dreams may drift, like leaves shed in autumn Lay dormant, still there Frozen, held in suspension Like a winters’ guest, waiting For the warmth of Spring © 2005, Scottish Poems II

Arm Chair Traveller…

So who says you can’t arm-chair travel on a Sunday. I was on my Facebook account and noticed a posting and picture for Cullins fae Camas Malag – Isle of Skye by Caledoniadreamn. So had to check it out. I haven’t explored the whole…

Poem: Call me, call me home Caledonia

Call me, call me home Caledonia Call me, call me home Caledonia Back to the green blankets That marks your glens And shoulders your Lochs The landscape that arouses my spirit Now and for eternity And remains in my mind Sing me a lullaby…