Curlew over Brodgar, Orkney 2012
Really very happy to be saying that we’ll be returning to Orkney for the first time in 2014 at the beginning of September. Sometimes I feel so “homesick” for this place; most of the time in fact. :-)

Curlew over Brodgar, Orkney 2012

Really very happy to be saying that we’ll be returning to Orkney for the first time in 2014 at the beginning of September. Sometimes I feel so “homesick” for this place; most of the time in fact. :-)

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Cracken Edge from South Head, Peak District

A friend came round on Sunday night and asked me to make two personal one-off gifts for two of her colleagues. Been busy yesterday and today making textile art! 

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Yr Eifl , The Rivals,Llyn Peninsula, Wales

Another piece of textile art, commissioned on Sunday night, which needed completing for today!! I really like this one, because it is also one of my favourite places. :-)

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Saturday, April 19th, 2014.

To the Fastnet! The weather and tide were perfect for it. Going offshore like this in a small boat, you should always have an escape route or two planned in case the weather freshened. With the wind SE, I had two; a broad reach to Crookhaven, or close hauled to Schull. Schull was the one I took as it gave me the option of running to Crook in an emergency.

Such a beautiful lighthouse. I’m sure I’ll be back there again sometime.

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An old picture of Llanddwyn Island, Anglesey :-) one of my favourite day-trip haunts!

An old picture of Llanddwyn Island, Anglesey :-) one of my favourite day-trip haunts!

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On my sister page for my original work:

Here are three designs for textile applique commissions I’ll be working flat out on tomorrow! Only making two of them though, and presently I’m plumbing for 1 and 3. :-)

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Fairfield Porter, Katie Porter, 1971-73

Fairfield Porter, Katie Porter, 1971-73

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[A]nd I know what it is we are losing, moment by moment,
in how the names perpetuate the myth
of all they have replaced: windmill and dolmen,
meadow and fisherman’s wharf:
a country relearned and forgotten, like the dead
who walk among us, waiting for the day
to light them, on their journey from the known
to the newly strange: to chapel and harbour and hearth,
that slow return from memory to birth
and everything in between: the sea, the sky,
the laughter of women: the music of midsummer mornings.

John Burnside, from section V “Peninsula,” of “Le Croisic,” Gift Songs (Jonathan Cape, 2007)

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Delving into my book about the Scottish Shiant Isles before bed.
Photo: Will Copestake.

oakapples:

Delving into my book about the Scottish Shiant Isles before bed.

Photo: Will Copestake.

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