we did nae see the monster
but of course, we were nae expecting to
Loch Ness was simply a site
we had tae see, monster or no
we wandered the kirkyard of St Stephen’s
crying names frae centuries past
peering through cracks in the stanes
tracing fingers along the Celtic crosses
we indulged in the increasingly traditional fare
of pizza an’ the best Indian food we’d ever had
an’ of course we rode aroon the loch
an’ visited cairns an’ castles grand
the sun did nae appear oft, no much
an’ e’en that was tae be expected
aye, the chill was there to tame us
an’ the road north to John o’ Groats beckoned
but for a few days I could wish for
nothing more than the roads of Inverness
an’ the certain knowledge that
whate’er else besides might await me
I was home again at last in Scotland
an’ the Highlands were ey mine
I’m working on a blog post right now about the Old High Church in Inverness. 🙂
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Brilliant! Can’t wait to see it.
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Looks nice, love these pics, and the poem. Have you ever seen the monster?
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Still waiting for that elusive lustrous moment, mate, when the poor old socially-distancing dear says, “Fine, just take your bloody photos and piss off!” I mean, after all, the last time she fully revealed herself was to St Columba, and that was an utter mess! No wonder she’s shy.
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And Lia says I have dry humour? Oh please!
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Ha! Funny. Not sure who St. Columba is though. I love the lore and mystery of her and would love a peek myself!
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I have to admit, I would love a peek at her as well. And Columba (AD 6th century) led the evangelical missionary movement that helped spread Christianity around Scotland when the Picts were still settled in the Highlands. A bit like St Patrick in a way, in that while Patrick was a missionary from Scotland who traveled to Ireland, Columba was a missionary from Ireland who traveled to Scotland, sometimes called one of the Twelve Irish Apostles. One of the stories of Columba is that he faced off against a great beast in the waters of the River Ness and banished it to the depths.
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Thanks for sharing this bit of history George, didn’t know this story! Interesting bit of lore and now I have an image of a Saintly missionary turned dragon slayer, in my mind, cool stuff! 🐉
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Love the variety of pics in same post. Not following a theme is good too.
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🏴🖤🖤
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Gonna get all swoony here with that accent, and those photos ta boot… better look oot. ;))
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Oh aye? Let’s see, I have managed to evoke a blush and a swoon. God only knows what I have yet up my sleeve.
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You’re cracking me up again! But what’s with this monster being a she?? Never heard of that before, tee hee. 😸
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Hmm, not sure. Perhaps because all of the best mysteries are feminine?
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Hmm, smooth… good one. :)) Not sure if that’s true though.
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I guess it could just be a weakness of mine. And I do love a good mystery.
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Loving a good mystery… same. Sometimes I wonder if that’s how we all got into poetry! :))
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Perhaps so. Beyond expressing ourselves, poetry is a way of exploring what we are seeking to understand, including ourselves. I like that, Lia.
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