Grey clouds are moving fast, and the easterly wind is sighing in under doors and sifting through...
Author - Bessie Skea
Pilgrims on the Brough of Deerness
After a bad forecast came a grey Sunday, the first of October. White waves were on the loch and...
A Walk to the Hamars
“My, that’s a wintry soond,” a visitor remarked as the gale came snarling around the end of the...