Category: Scotland

Poem: And I felt…

And I felt… And in the pale light of morning, I outstretched my arms There was more than a whispered thought of life There was a rumbling in the ache that had made me weep For the weeks that held me prisoner As if…

Poem: Home

I gave you a quote earlier from a poem I wrote back in 1987.  Thought I post the whole thing.  This is copyrighted, published in 1993. Home These emerald walls that tower above And kiss an azure sky I remember They are my home Now…

Edge of the sea

“The edge of the sea is a strange and beautiful place.” ― Rachel Carson

Authentic branding in a digital age…

What does branding mean in today’s technological society? Does everyone truly understand what it is, what it means? Where does authenticity come into play? Does our social media give greater depth to the definition, the meaning and characteristics of branding of destinations? What about…

Friday…We’re havin a heat wave….

Kelpie pool Originally uploaded by bruiach1 It’s Friday, just another day of just another week in this heat. The grass is nothing but crunchy brown and the leaves are drooping, begging for water. Several of the small streams are dry and the small lakes…

Excuse me….a little rain please

The heat has been oppressive for the last month and there is no rain in sight here in the middle of no where.  Heck, there hasn’t been rain in my neck of the plains for two months now.  You can’t think, you can’t do…

When I was 9 years old….

The year I turned 9 was a significant year for me. I was entering 4th grade and really aware of the world around me. That summer I had received my first point and shoot 120mm camera.  I remember the year at school as the…

A peak into my writing journals….

A peak into my writing journal….free write is a mainstay of my journey. I watched him, watched him closely. My eyes were drawn to his hands. I drew pleasure from the subtle movements of his hands to steer the car along the country lane,…

Mythos…

Since receiving a picture of the albino deer that frequents my parents back yard in Pennsylvania, I’ve been surfing around Flickr for other pictures of albino deers. Yet, there is something so majestic, so regal, so wild about Scottish Deer. They hold no candle…