Mag-log inWhen the Earth needs saving, Because she has been sullied too much, Gaia will send for her, Artimis will be reborn. Then the high hills will shake and crumble, the great Mother's guardians will awake... There will be a great purge. ----------------- When Dee gets back home from a trip to Greece she starts to feel a bit unsettled, the growing stories on the news, of wars and deforestation, the ocean's filling up with litter never fail to get her blood pressure rising as she becomes angrier and angrier at the world. She starts hill walking to get some peace Being out in nature seems to be the only place she starts to feel at peace its addictive. But when she climbs up the Munro to the summit of Ben Creag Storrh, she finds wild campers who have left nature's haven littered and soiled. Her temper fumes and she starts screaming, in a fit of rage she punches the top stones of the cairn left by the many climbers before her. When her blood spills out of her split fist and hits the rocks below the earth starts to shake... But Scotland isnt known for her Earthquakes, her mountains yes. But this isn't an earthquake it's the mountain, its moving.
view moreIt felt strange.I felt like the atmosphere was wrapping itself around me like a cocoon. The warmth from the midday sun seeped into my bones as I took a deep breath and stretched. I had been up since before the literal crack of dawn but somehow being here in the outside air in a Greek city of all places I felt invigorated. Like I wanted to go for a run or something.Which is unusual as I do not run. Walk yes, hunt yeah that too, but run.... God no, not me, never.The air is caressing my skin like a comforting blanket and I am getting the oddest sensation. It's not home, but all the same, it feels like home.I like it. It's nice. Even despite the people, the noise and the traffic. Turns out i may like Greece after all. Go figure, and
It's an hour into the flight and despite some minor turbulence after take off, it been pretty smooth sailing -or sky sailing I guess?Sorley is snoring away beside me, dead to the world and making me cross my fingers that our hotel rooms will be some distance from one another in the apartment like complex we are booked into.Jeez, he is loud. It's like he swallowed a cheese grater or something. People are actually staring. Of course to them I openly scowl back because, I can dis my brother for his deviated septum and its effects but no body else can.Though this particular snoring is probably more to do with the odd angle his head is tilted back at causing his jaw to hang off the bottom of his face like a snake getting ready to swallow his prey. I get my phone out and snap some pictures to send to Mum a
Sorley and I arrived at the airport early this morning, and I am not going to lie, I will be relieved to finally get to the hotel and chill out at the pool side for a few days.I had spent my second day at home helping Mum and Sorley out at the cafe in the village.It is set on the shore front of a mile-long golden sandy beach. With a small fishing harbour set on the west side of the south facing bay, Offering shelter from the harsh Atlantic winds and storms.Yesterday the weather was calm though, and there were next to no fishing boats on their moorings as they were all out to sea, looking for their daily catch. Only the small ferry could be spotted as it dutifully performs its three times daily drop offs and pick-ups from the Isle of Skye. The only way on or off of Torrinish.
"Well, I suppose all that's left to grumble about is, that my hand makes me now look like some kind of parole violating eidjit, for going through the security systems at the airport" I smirk as Sorley finishes wrapping my hand to hide the evidence from Mum and Dad."Yeah, let's just hope Dad, believes you fell and doesn't demand to see your hand properly. Especially after he sees that door." Sorley replies."Hmm. Although," I say optimistically, " he has always hated that red door, so hopefully he will be happy it needs replaced now?" I am totally grasping at straws here. Which I am aware but still. Fingers crossed right?"Yeah, let's just hope he buys what ever cock and bull story Oliver dishes out. At least hes completely over a barrel on that score."Sorley muses. "Just make sure, wherever you a





