Being out in the countryside with my dogs gives me time to think. I’ve learnt the pleasure of solitude without being lonely, and that’s a good feeling for me.

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This is my countryside diary which appears each Saturday in the Dundee Courier newspaper.

Shrewd observations on drink

February 18th, 2017

20170212_094249AT THE end of last week a reader called to tell me he had been watching a small pack of five white fronted geese in a field near Arbroath. Like the other grey geese they are winter migrants to the UK but I associate them with the West coast, especially Islay, and I don’t believe that I have ever seen one. …read on »

Walks by the water’s edge

February 11th, 2017

DSC04091STILL WATER, seawater and wild water are the themes of this week’s piece. …read on »

Writers at one with nature

February 4th, 2017

DSC04065DRIVING OUT of the village to take Inka a walk, I saw a pack of about forty geese preparing to land in a grass field that slopes down to the road. I pulled into the side to watch them. The low winter sun picked up every feather of their plumage. …read on »

Bird rituals and witchcraft

January 28th, 2017

DSC04035DRIVING OUT of the village to take Inka a walk, I saw a pack of about forty geese preparing to land in a grass field that slopes down to the road. I pulled into the side to watch them. The low winter sun picked up every feather of their plumage. …read on »

Nature is not sentimental

January 21st, 2017

DSC04019LIFE IS a series of firsts. A reader told me she was disturbed by a tremendous commotion of flapping wings outside her kitchen window. What was clearly a much larger bird than the regular songbirds that visit her bird table, appeared to be in difficulties. …read on »

Language and lake dwellers

January 14th, 2017

DSC03996REGULAR READERS know of my interest in our old language; words and expressions of another age and others which have fallen altogether out of everyday speech. And I regularly come across new ones. …read on »

Tartan tales and traditions

January 7th, 2017

Whitson  tartan

Whitson tartan

UNTIL A year ago I had unquestioningly accepted the family tradition that all Scottish Whitsons sprang from the loins of “three Norwegian brothers who, in the old Viking days, came over in their galleys and remained in Scotland. One landed in the estuary of the Tay, one in Berwickshire and the third in Galloway. …read on »

Memories are made of this

December 31st, 2016

dsc03965THE LOW winter sun on Tuesday made driving home over the Cairn o’ Mount difficult. After three days of Storm Barbara and Storm Conor’s tantrums we were delighted to see the sunshine and feel its warmth on our faces, but there were moments when I practically had to stop I was so nearly blinded. …read on »

A story at every footstep

December 24th, 2016

dsc03956ONE THING leads to another. Last week I wrote about the Iron Kirk and that brought to mind another iron structure that I hadn’t seen for a lot of years. It’s nearer to home and I knew that a visit to it would lead on to an ideal riverbank walk for Inka. …read on »

Acts of faith in isolated places

December 17th, 2016

dsc03914WRITING ABOUT Glen Prosen recently recalled a memory from more than sixty years ago. My father grew up in Kirriemuir and Prosen was his favourite of the Angus glens. He was a great one for expeditions and one Saturday he took me to see a wee building hidden amongst woods at the foot of the glen. It was the Iron Kirk. …read on »

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