Outer Hebrides: Gale Force 10

Balranald Campground–North Uist

The weather is merciless
Our tent howls and tries to take off like a chained dragon
The noise of the storm is incredible
A rock concert of sorts

Naughty by nature

Everything moves

Even the athletic swifts have no chance and sit exhausted on a fencepost

The guiding lines vibrate with tension
Or maybe they are shivering in the relentless rain?

Our name sign is tagged into a wooden pool
the place number long gone

36

Thousands of wild flowers dance in rhythm of the gusts

A seagull is blown past the tent
She barely manages to stabilise

Summer in Scotland

I wear my woolly hat
And socks mum knitted for me
As I take in deep breaths of salty air
And listen to the deafening production

Outer Hebrides: You and I

Where my road will lead
I know not
Where your road will lead
You know not

But I know for sure
That for now
We walk together

Outer Hebrides: Alone

Everybody is alone onto themselves
That’s the dichotomy of being
We are social but nobody truly knows the other
All we negotiate is a common story

Outer Hebrides: weather warning

Reflection on stormy days

A howl so ancient it sits at the beginning of fire and light
I want to run
Hunt
Sail
Dance
And howl at the moon, hidden.

What is ‘yellow warning rain’ anyway?
Something we never knew about.

Outer Hebrides: Isle of Uist

I loved the sound of the wind in the grass

This video was taken in North Uist, just around the corner from Balranald Camp Ground. There was an amazing amount of wild flowers in the fields.

wild flowers close up

Outer Hebrides

The last two weeks were spend camping in the Outer Hebrides in Scotland. Whilst kayaking and walking there were many moments for reflections and insights, I am going to share in poetry and blog form. I am also really excited to share some of my experiments with you. Working with the environment we were in, I created a ‘Washed Away’ mini-series around themes that follow abuse, such as shame, and fear. And another one focusing on taking a closer look. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy the images and sounds, and laugh, cry and think with me as usual.

view from my kayak