Thursday, August 27, 2020



Could this not be Harald Sohlberg by day? We walked on the east of the island, a place I'd never walked before, through a knot of wooded paths and boulders of Dirhue. We scrambled up rocks and skipped over pebbles, held on to dwarfed aspens, and climbed over brambles to find ourselves on top of the island, by the lighthouse, looking at a breathtaking coastline.

1 comment:

Pat Starkey said...

This is beautiful and reminds me of my beloved coast of Maine.