Loch Maree, the Wrong Way Round
On the far-flung banks of Loch Maree, in Scotland’s rugged north, I struggled through a wild land where even the goat paths dwindled out. “If there’s a trail around the loch,” I thought to myself, “surely this isn’t it.”
Casting a Shadow
My shadow is that darker form of me Revealed when light, by contrast, helps me see.
We haven’t much time to love one another…