In darkness we cradled our sorrow And stoked all our fires with fear Now these bones that lie empty and hollow Are ready for gladness to cheer. (Chorus) By night and day we’ll sport and we’ll play And delight as … Continue reading →
Ah Dougie, it was a pleasure listening to you tonight. It was great to sing along with you and all the others. Thank you for all your wonderful songs and for all the feels. (And Mom had a good time … Continue reading →
River, ramble as you will. This road’s a cruel, hard master •
And I can’t slow the water’s flow, or travel any faster. Continue reading →
While here in my dreamtide I’m hearing hill waters
The laughter of streams by the Cuillins of home Continue reading →
From a traditional song, as learned by June Tabor of Belle Stewart (Read here about the collection of said song and the folk process in action) I said, “Fair lassie, if you’ll be mine And you lie on a bed … Continue reading →
Let your hook always be cast. In the pool where you least expect it, will be a fish.
