rejoicing heart as the island regains light, clouds and frees itself from night’s shackles; celestial scapes gain in grandeur,
I feel insignificant among earth, sky, the many voices in the wind,
barren to the will of renaissance,
life’s many seeds still
to be born out of
a womb free
© Nat Hall 2015
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Went to Mareel last night for something very special.
Not only was I treated to sheer fiddle & piano extravaganza with Hansel, a group of young talented musicians led by no other than Margaret Scollay, but Inge Thomson opened up uncharted musical scapes through her collaborative project entitled “Da Fishing Hands”.
And what a feast for the ears & heart.
Her creative realms encompass not only Lise Sinclair’s poetry which Inge (Lise’s own cousin) sprinkles with flair & beauty, but the sheer musical habillement defies the laws of musical poetics.
Accompanied by a string of musicians whose dexterity flows through any musical venue, Inge is as bold – and this is by no means any pun – creatively as (and I shared this thought with her after the show) my own music heroin, Kate Bush (to name but one).
Other names could include Bjork, herself a offshoot of Kate in terms of sheer musical boldness.
Inge’s Da Fishing Hands felt a true voyage of musical & poetical discovery. Inge creates fantastic poetical scapes through both voice & instrument. I felt back in Fair Isle. Lise was back in the auditorium with us. So emotional. It was so ethereal.
With grateful thanks to Mareel & Shetland Arts for such a hansel, it was magic.
Now eager to delve back into Inge’s constellation through sound files / a CD.
True, vibrant, as luminous as this phosphorescence at sea. 🙂
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That something more I felt yesterday as I wandered around the edge of my island with kindred spirits… Respite from a violent storm, Beaufort 9-12 winds had made a truce for Saturday and let winter light shine from sunrise to sunset. Arcania looked so magical in spite of the big sea that made boulders ramble from the shoormal to the shore. I felt at one with my wild world! Salt filled everything: the air, our hair, tainted lipstick on all lips… Our spirits.
If the land – from peatlands to meadows – have reached levels of water saturation, I & my fellow companions welcomed that day of light, which is so rare this January. So we stood still and admired the great earthly show that unfolded before our eyes.
Heart warmer, as that storm resumed with even more vehemence from this morning.
Here, a a peerie string of images as a token of light.
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Got contacted by Alba Lapse earlier on today via Twitter. They shared a wonderful video promoting the magic of Scotland. Fell in love with their poetics, even though not the whole of Scotland is featured – but I love the spirit 🙂
Enjoy their work here: ALBALAPSE – A Timelapse Film of Scotland – ‘Proof of Concept’
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What better way to start off a brand new year but by feeling on top of the world?
This is exactly what I did yesterday, with Debbie and Mathew, as they turned sunset chasers for a day. We were fortunate enough to enjoy a relatively calm – though crisp – day (at sea level!) so they came back to my latitude to enjoy a mystery tour of my favourite local hill, Mossy Hill & The Ward of Scousburgh, to look at the year ahead in a wonderful 360 degree perspective. They had no idea where they were heading to…
Although I had hoped for a flamboyant sunset, the oncoming front swallowed the end of the first dying day of the new year. However, that dusky blue is unbeatable. We braved the breeze – we stood still for a while and marvelled at the Atlantic before us. Later, we pushed it to the edge of our known world to marvel at Ninian Sands clad in silver. Perfect start to 2014!
my three images
winter style Shetland blue
Happy New Year to you all. May 2014 shine in your eyes and hearts every day 🙂
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my sky tonight
If there is something I never tire of, it is the magic of my Nordic world.
Here, the magic of aurora borealis – the northern lights – “da mirrie dancers” are they are known on the island… It is as magical, ethereal and ephemeral as – well, the other show we have here on this latitude: the nocturnal ballet of storm petrels during the summer months, as they trade places to keep an egg warm (as well as going to find food on the surface of sea water…
The First Nations & Native Americans believe in spirits and Father Sky. I adhere to this.
Simply magic 🙂
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Welcome back to our familiar peerie parrots of the sea!
Yes, Atlantic puffins (Fratercula arctica) have made it back (yesterday, Tues 9 April) to our most southerly headland, Sumburgh Head, on the main island 🙂
To celebrate this magic sign of summer, here, a precious link, the now world famous PUFFIN WEBCAM – live, from the tip of my northern world! Watch the drama unfolding.
Mind you, puffins were not the first ones back to 60N – as guillemots and kittiwakes (part of the Laridae, or Gull family) notably make it during March… They are joined by razorbills, their other “cousins”, as all three species – puffin, guillemot, razorbill – belong to the same family, that of the Alcidae, or commonly known as the Auks. All are pelagic (the sea is their true home) and they (well, some of them!) come back to us to lay an egg (or more, depending on the species) on our earth tips, since they cannot do it on water. In turn, they join back our resident dwellers, shags & fulmars. That’s when Sumburgh Head turns back to the Royal Albert Hall by June! … Well, let’s wish all our avian visitors a better breeding season, and our human visitors, a FABULOUS experience behind the safety of stone walls, the very place where the Shetland wren (yes, the subsp. Troglodites troglodites, sub. Zetlandicus) sings its head off among sea pinks & lichen (kennt here as da stane daeks!) – to us, HEAVEN ON EARTH!
Puffins just happen to be the super star of them all… HAPPY WATCHING!
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