Wow, Sarah! Your words and images are a forest in themselves! Layered, fragrant and alive with memory. I feel the hush of Luskentyre, the shimmer of Billy’s joy and the reverent touch of your hand on moss and bark. What a gift it is to witness your devotion to these places and the stories they hold.
Ah, you're surely a tree lover! So it gives me quiet pleasure in imagining you beginning your own tree Ogham alphabet ... not just in carved wood, but in the way you listen, remember and walk with the trees. For each encounter you've shared, each photograph, each moment with Billy feels like a letter in that sacred script.
Thank you so much for sharing your journey so generously. And as for your video, well, I'm typing in tears, happy ones, for the beauty and awe you've offered so wholeheartedly. 💚🙏🌳
Deborah, your kindness is a balm, I am bowled over by your words, undeserved but so so much appreciated. Your description of the carvings has lodged deep within me, I will be seeking the trees and their offerings. I know some very well, but will need to search for others. I will enlist the help of my husband and his carving skills and hope he gets pleasure from them too. Thank you x
Sarah, I’m ab-soul-utely delighted the carvings spoke to you. May the trees guide your steps, and may your husband find joy in shaping their gifts. Collecting tree oghams with Lin has been transformative. Doing it together opened a kind of soul-talk between us ... quiet, deep and unexpected. I hope the same magick finds you both. 💚🙏🌳
It’s amazing how different everything is in the Outer Hebrides compared to Argyll. Beaches, seascapes, but I just love the soft woods of Argyll, they are home now! Home appreciation in overdrive!
Wow, Sarah! Your words and images are a forest in themselves! Layered, fragrant and alive with memory. I feel the hush of Luskentyre, the shimmer of Billy’s joy and the reverent touch of your hand on moss and bark. What a gift it is to witness your devotion to these places and the stories they hold.
Ah, you're surely a tree lover! So it gives me quiet pleasure in imagining you beginning your own tree Ogham alphabet ... not just in carved wood, but in the way you listen, remember and walk with the trees. For each encounter you've shared, each photograph, each moment with Billy feels like a letter in that sacred script.
Thank you so much for sharing your journey so generously. And as for your video, well, I'm typing in tears, happy ones, for the beauty and awe you've offered so wholeheartedly. 💚🙏🌳
Deborah, your kindness is a balm, I am bowled over by your words, undeserved but so so much appreciated. Your description of the carvings has lodged deep within me, I will be seeking the trees and their offerings. I know some very well, but will need to search for others. I will enlist the help of my husband and his carving skills and hope he gets pleasure from them too. Thank you x
Sarah, I’m ab-soul-utely delighted the carvings spoke to you. May the trees guide your steps, and may your husband find joy in shaping their gifts. Collecting tree oghams with Lin has been transformative. Doing it together opened a kind of soul-talk between us ... quiet, deep and unexpected. I hope the same magick finds you both. 💚🙏🌳
Thank you, I’ll let you know how we get on 💚
Argyll’s woods are truly special. I wonder if you found, as I did, that a week by the sea made their colours seem all the more intense.
It’s amazing how different everything is in the Outer Hebrides compared to Argyll. Beaches, seascapes, but I just love the soft woods of Argyll, they are home now! Home appreciation in overdrive!
Wonderful photos! I especially love the first one. Stunning light.
A joy to read, honestly; and welcome home, Sarah.