A deliberate photo fiddlery to create contrast, allowing these indigenous beauties to take center stage.
This part of the Lochalsh mainland is a rabbit’s warren of beautiful hollows, filled with Scots pine and just a few palm trees (thanks to the gulf stream).
(© S. Marian. From Craig Highland Farm, Lochalsh)
J.R.R. Tolkien, “The Hobbit” (via memeengine)
It seems something Tookish woke in me this summer as well. I could no longer just look at pictures of the great Cuillins, or be satisfied with remembering the smell of Scots pine, the sound of the waterfall at the Faerie Pools, and would not be content to say, ‘One day I will visit the remarkable Spar cave’ - no more a tumblr traveler, now I will carry the sword of adventure and am so excited to see where it takes me.
Whether you blame the English as some do, avaricious Scottish lairds, or indiscriminate sheep, it is a fact that the Caledonian forest went into severe decline. Thanks to wonderful people like my friend Jenny, and organisations such as “Trees For Life,” a tree has been planted in the Caledonian Forest in the Highlands to celebrate my birthday today. Many, many thanks Jenny for the lovely card and a present with depth and meaning that goes straight to my heart.
Jenny knows that the Scots pine is my favourite tree but did you know that it may become the national tree for Scotland? Read more below or click on this link for the full piece.
To find out more about “Trees for Life,” click here.
“The Scots pine could become the country’s official tree, if politicians support a plea by a nature lover today.
MSPs will be invited to begin the process of designating the tree, the mainstay of the Caledonian Forest, as one of the country’s official national symbols.
The Public Petitions Committee at Holyrood will consider a plea by Alex Hamilton that calls on the Scottish Parliament to urge the government, “as a symbolic commitment to our woodlands and natural heritage”, to proclaim the Scots pine as the National Tree of Scotland. It would be the first time that Scotland has had a national tree. Seventy countries across the globe have one.”
"Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong."
~ Winston Churchill
(For photo source click on the link and for the curious, some very interesting notions about where Scotland’s deforestation stems from. The problem is older than the Highland Clearances and as young as the deer that roam the hills.)
Twenty beds later and I still haven’t found anything better than what I’ve already got. What do I have? I sleep in my husband’s project, never quite completed. It’s made of Scots pine, substantial, the wood has a pinkish hue and it’s big and chunky. The headboard has a black Victorian fence panel set in it, in a repeating heart like pattern. The baseboard has a black, marbled effect panel set in it, slate made to look like marble. It’s high enough off the ground to allow a view out the window where I look at the garden, a plum tree directly outside the window, and mountains and the sky. It’s height also enables me to store baskets underneath. It’s unfinished because it needs some sanding in places and my husband abandoned it. He likes to start and hates to finish. I don’t care, it’s gloriously comfortable to sleep in and it’s a little piece of Scotland wherever I go.
(all beds can be found by googling “unusual or amazing beds.”)