The Dead Have Been Seen Alive

Isle of Skye & Isle of Raasay

Time, the deer, is in the wood of Hallaig’

One day you’re walking to the market to buy veg for supper, and the next you’re climbing Dùn Cana on the Isle of Raasay, the wind whipping through your hair, old, old stories weeping through the rocks. You’re overlooking the Clearances¹ when a Scotswoman, your guide, pulls out a book of poems and reads one for yo…