Sunday, 25 September 2011

I love the poem below written by a visitor to Bluefolds in April. She has summed up perfectly for me what a holiday at Bluefolds can be like. It is called:

Look Through the Window

View to Cairngorm mountains
Look through the window
What do you see
The beautiful Country
A Fest for the eye

Look at the sky
What do you see
The stars shining bright
A moon that is full

Look at the ground
What do you see
The peat for the Whisky
A land full of hope
Black faced lambs in the field

Look at the pastures
What do you see
Sheep that are grazing
Lambs at their side

Look at the mountains
What do you see
Snow in the distance
On top of the world

Look at the weather
What do you see
Watching the weather over the distillery
A moment of sunshine
The clouds come and go

I've seen through the window
A glimpse to admire
Time stood still
At Bluefolds for a while

 Ann O'Donel

14 April 2011


Anonymous said...

Thank you Elizabeth for taking the trouble to blog my poem and write to me. It brought back some nice memories of this lovely spot.

I enjoyed seeing your photos it showed the beauty of the landscape of Bluefolds.

Ann O'Donel

EJ said...

Thank you Ann, I am glad you have enjoyed the photos as well.

Paul Martensson said...

Bluefolds is poetry right trough, glad that you captured it.