12 Days of Christmas

Winter dawn South Uist, Outer Hebrides

Day 8: New Year Dawn Sunrise at the start of a new year, the time when a Hebridean Hogmanay ceilidh is just getting its second wind. This year was different, no music, no dancing, no singing, no first footing and probably fewer sore heads. Although, I suspect a few drams of uisge beatha were consumed… Continue reading 12 Days of Christmas

Grey days, red flannel shirts and stripey socks

According to the Celtic calendar this is the time of Great Darkness;  the short, cold days of November and December when hunger stalks the land and death awaits. It is not quite that bad on the islands on the edge of the world but there are times when strong magic is needed to award off… Continue reading Grey days, red flannel shirts and stripey socks