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Aqua bliss! by Mairi Maclean
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All you need is a bit of blue sky and Harris becomes tropical.l never tire of this magical view from Seilebost.
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The Northern Lights over the island of Rùm in Scotland // rambaut
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Lismore lighthouse, from memory
ID: Simple watercolour painting of a white lighthouse with a lot of texture. The lighthouse stands on a rock jutting out into the grey-blue sea. There are green rolling hills in the background. End ID
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From tides crawled out the empires
Now buried in the sands of time;
History may not repeat itself
But it sure as hell does rhyme.
Here again the foes of fable,
Here again the fire;
The horse kicked its way out of the stable
And raced a game with no umpires.
No umpires, no referees
Save history's long record;
Appalachia to the Hebrides
Was once one mountain sward.
From the tides crawled out the empires,
And to the tides they did return;
The rain washed them down the riverbeds
And now for the sky, they yearn.
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Agnes MacDonald, Morag and Ewen MacLellan. Isle of South Uist, Outer Hebrides. Scotland. 1954
Photo: Paul Strand
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Stunning Scottish Sunsets
Pictures taken during a September 'Isle of Skye and the Small Isles' cruise onboard Seahorse II. Many thanks to guest Barbara for sharing.
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Isle of Skye, Hebrides, Scotland
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December 11th 2004 saw death at the age of 101 of Margaret Fay Shaw.
Many Americans come to our shores, some looking for their ancestral roots, others just to explore our beautiful lands and take in our culture, few leave a mark like Margaret Fay Shaw did. Even her birthplace near Pittsburgh, Glenshaw, lends itself to the Scottish lands she fell in love with and devoted her life.
Shaw was one of the most notable collectors of authentic Scottish Gaelic song and traditions in the 20th century. The arrival of this young American on the island of South Uist in 1929 was the start of a deep and highly productive love affair with the language and traditions of the Gaels. She was also an outstanding photographer, and both her still pictures and cinematography contributed to an invaluable archive of island life in the 1930s.
She met the folklorist John Lorne Campbell on South Uist in 1934; they married a year later and together helped to rescue vast quantities of oral tradition from oblivion.
Her most important published work was Folksongs And Folklore Of South Uist, which has never been out of print since it was first published in full by Routledge and Kegan Paul in 1955.
As well as the collection of Gaelic works, John Lorne Campbell and Margaret Fay Shaw bought the Hebridean island of Canna, where they spent rest of their lives, after which they bequeathed it to the National Trust of Scotland.
Read more on her and Canna House, now a museum, here https://www.theisleofcanna.com/canna-house-archive
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Limbo
Ben Sharrock. 2021
Road
Committee Rd, Isle of North Uist HS6 5DA, UK
See in map
See in imdb
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Isle of Skye, Hebrides, Scotland
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Fun fact please?
Today You Learned about Shion/Shony.
[Wikipedia’s article is under ‘Seonaidh’, but I read about it under the name ‘Shion’ in Mark Williams’s book.]
So, in the early 1700’s book A Description of the Western Islands of Scotland by Martin Martin (yes, that is his name) describes an annual nighttime ritual on the Isle of Lewis, in the Hebrides, in which the local church community would get together, pick someone to hold a cup of ale, and then wade into the water and dump it in while declaring it an offering to Shion or Shony to have a prosperous harvest. Now Marty-Mart thought that this was a holdover from an old pagan religion. It was popularly believed by scholars that ‘Shion’ must have been some old Celtic deity of the sea, whose cult was long forgotten, but that this one little island off the coast of Scotland remembered, if only for this one little holiday. Wikipedia even calls this ‘likely’, though it doesn’t have a citation for that sentence.
Welp. Probably not, according to Mark Williams.
In his book Ireland’s Immortals, Mark Williams talks about Marty-Mart’s records, and his own research. He also brings up that acclaimed scholar Ronald Hutton (famous debunker of New Age nonsense) independently came to the same conclusion, and that is this: this probably isn’t a pre-Christian ritual that survived. This is probably a pre-Reformation ritual that survived. After all, ‘Seonaidh’ is close to the Scottish Gaelic form of ‘Johnny’, in the same way that ‘Sean’ is the Irish take on ‘John’. Williams suggests that, given there are a ton of weird little festivals for saints all over the world, and the prominence of water, this is probably a ritual feast celebration to Saint John the Baptist, and it somehow survived the Reformation in this remote corner of Scotland.
A bit weird, but I hope it’s a good Fun Fact.
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Peggy MacDonald, South Uist, Hebrides, 1954 (photo: Paul Strand)
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