Where did it all begin?
Campbeltown Loch
Sometimes…
Song Composed in August…
Home and love…
Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.
Wynken, Blynken and Nod
Alone – A Poem by Edgar Allan Poe
Amazing how editing images makes you feel nostalgic…
My Heart’s In The Highlands
“Elementary, my dear Watson” … Something the great Sherlock Holmes never said!
What the best dressed Bushcrafter is wearing these days.
A Man’s A Man For A’ That
Relic of a bygone era…
Kintyre, It is 40 miles long and every mile is beautiful
Innean nan Gailleann (Bay of Storms)
Great way to re-purpose something very British…
The Bluebell…
Believe me, my young friend,
The sea is everything
Everyone must believe in something…
Gnarly Tree
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness
