Iona
Sometimes, the days on this island are so unutterably perfect that I am loathe to let them go; but, not … Continue reading Iona
Category: Iona
The Snails and the Whale
I know an island. A magical place, a smudge of green grass rising out of the bluest of seas, where … Continue reading The Snails and the Whale
The Bus to Fionnphort
The tourist at the front of the queue peers anxiously into the bus. “Are you the bus to Fionnphort?” The … Continue reading The Bus to Fionnphort
