At this time of year I am tempted to tell you something about the
old sheep-farm at Galson, where the tall, massive chimneys that
rise loftily above the gray lichened roofs, and the blue peat smoke
that curls up from them, are to the passerby the only indications
that, in the mossy-green and sward-covered hollow near the sea,
there lies anything in the nature of a human habitation.
Galson always seems to me to be so many miles from anywhere. I
suspect that this is really its charm; it is, in fact, a place apart...
... And in the morning I arose, fresh and invigorated, and with a renewed veneration for those who go down to the sea in ships.
Alasdair Alpin MacGregor (1899 - 1970)
Alasdair Alpin MacGregor was a Scottish writer and photographer, known for a large number of travel books. He also wrote on Scottish folklore and was a published poet. Above is an extract from his account of one of his many visits to Galson Farm.
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