Today, during my history reading for a lecture I stumbled upon the Latin word 'patria' meaning one's native land or homeland.This phrase struck a real chord within me and a strong sense of yearning to return to the land where I feel most at one with myself and nature.Although I am Kentish born and bred,my true love is Scotland and to pinpoint this exactly...the Western isles and the Hebrides. Visiting Scotland for my family has become a form of addiction...frequent trips at least once a year if not twice annually are essential,otherwise we all experience withdrawal symptoms.
It's beauty is unrivalled,at least in my eyes.The white beaches of Mora sands and Iona are unlike any I have seen before and the colour of the sea ignites into a glorious spectrum of blue when the sunlight should shine upon it.
The essence of these islands on the periphery of our realm is one of purity,isolation and wildness.In a series of chapters I will reflect upon these special islands and their unique character.It is of the utmost importance that they are treasured,preserved and enjoyed for many generations to come.
