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Mornings in Kirkwall

On my way to work, I walk over the flood wall. A heightened strip of land between Kirkwall and The Peedie Sea (‘peedie’ is the Orcadian word for small). The sea buffers right up to the piles of rock, protecting Kirkwall. As you walk, you can see that the sea isn’t actually higher than a lot of Kirkwall which is stretched out before you.

I was looking through my photos this week, and I noticed that since coming up last October, I’ve taken countless pictures of this view, all of them of the different, shifting skies and changing seasons. I’ve loved putting these together, as you can see the shifting seasons, and how different they are.

The first time I walked out to the harbour when I first arrived in Orkney. The sun was low and so was the wind!

The first time it snowed in Orkney on the seafront, we’ve not had snow like this this year, just a lot of hail.

Spring in Orkney, you can just see the sailboats out on the jetty.

Thank you for reading! Orkney Cloth x

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Yesnaby Day Out

It was a chilly mid winter afternoon, the sun set low. Walkers were already out of their cars and ambling along the cliffs. The sky a cool blue, and the sea a frothy, foaming expanse. We could just about make out mainland Scotland from the headland. We walked down to the bay (you may recognise it from our Yesnaby look book) Where the sea has carved out several notched beaches. These bays are usually home to a few nomadic seals, and nesting fulmars which rise out from no where.

From here, we walked up to Yesnaby Castle, a large sea stack, where the paths veers dangerously close to the edge (a good reason to abruptly return around and head back to the warmth of the car!)

Instead, we climbed up past the gate, and took the path right around the coast towards the headland. I always find this hill very confusing, as it looks as if you could happen upon the edge at any moment. But taking the path to the right, it’s easy to see the edge and keep well away. We climbed over the top and were welcomed with the most biggest expanse of cliff, sea and sky, with the hill sloping down to meet the water. The sound of the sea was gloriously loud, a sound which is usually muffled by the wind. 

On the hill, there were lichens and grasses which were the colours of peppermint, wild bleached grasses. These are colours I’m savouring for spring. I’m hoping to use them again in upcoming collections.