scot's pines


natgeo Video by @JimRichardsonNGLoch Maree was incredibly calm on the morning when I finally got this video. I’d been back here several times with my assistant, Paul Tomkins, while shooting our Scottish Moors story (in the May issue) because it is such a good example of one of the environmental issues in Scotland today: deer population and regrowth of the ancient Caledonian forest. The reason these Scots pines have been able to grow on this wee island is simple. No deer on the island. Deer nip off young trees before they can grow. So this little island is an example of a much larger question: which kind of nature should Scotland have in the coming centuries. But at that moment I was just overwhelmed by the tranquility of it all.


Good Morning from Scotland

Loch Tay Dawn by Angus Clyne
Via Flickr:
Nice bit of sky this morning…


Good Morning from Scotland

Rannoch Moor. by Neil Cresswell
Via Flickr:
Sunrise over Rannoch Moor. A myriad of lochans and pools interspersed with drumlins, roche moutonée, erratic boulders, islets and peaty bog. This vast, wet, boggy expanse indicates cataclysmic change. Not by humans. Not by animals. Not even by glaciers. (though several will have merged here, many times). No, it was by that thing that we are conditioned to think started in the 19th. century and still exists today….. Climate change. A very wet period drowned the native Scots Pine and this steaming bog is all that remains of a once vast forest. Here at sunrise, the mist rises, as the sun’s rays catch the peaks. A mystical, ancient, primeval, ethereal feeling catches one’s imagination. Rannoch Moor rarely fails to amaze and entrance!

Although the forest was fascinating, it was undoubtedly a strange and slightly unnerving environment. Old, storm-felled trees lay higgledy-piggledy across unpleasantly oily black bogs, where bright green mosses thrived, almost glowing in the low light. Beneath the upturned roots were dark caverns which Algy dared not explore, and which the patches of sunlight that filtered through from the forest canopy could not illuminate.

Algy could see that not only did the fallen trees host the growth of many smaller plants which took root in their bark, but many of them lived on, despite being uprooted, putting out new branches which stretched upwards towards the sky. Sometimes a brand new sapling of a different tree sprang forth from a hollow in the trunk of a fallen pine or larch. And high above it all towered the trees that were still standing, their lower branches crowded and bare except around the clearings where others had fallen, but their tops crowned with masses of bright green needles.

Algy gazed at the scene and marvelled… and decided that perhaps it was time to return to his home by the ocean, where everything was fresh and open and bright… 

Les mis names anagrams
  • Jean Valjean: naval jae jen
  • Javert: var jet
  • Bishop Myriel: sybil home rip
  • Fantine: neat fin
  • Thenardier: hatred rein
  • Cosette: scot tee
  • Eponine: pine neo
  • Fauchelevant: lava fence hut
  • Marius Pontmercy: cinema romp rusty
  • Gavroche: cave groh
  • Azelma: zea lam
  • Enjolras: lora jens
  • Grantaire: regain tar
  • Combeferre: bee corm ref
  • Courfeyrac: yucca frore
  • Jehan Prouvaire: japan reive hour
  • Joly: olyj
  • Bossuet: bots sue
  • Bahorel: lab hero
  • Feuilly: lieu fly
  • Musichetta: each its tum
  • Montparnasse: parmesan snot
  • Claquesous: qua cue loss
  • Babet: tabeb
  • Gueulemer: legume rue
Magickal Uses of Pine

Planetary Association: Mars

Gender: Air

Elemental Association: Air

Deity Association: Cernunnos, Attis

Magickal Properties: Strength, life and immortality, rejuvenation. External symbol of life and immortality. It is one of the few trees that are androgynous. It was also worshiped by the ancients as a symbol of fire because of its resemblance to a spiral of flame. It is regarded as a very soothing tree to be near. Attracting prosperity, purifying ritual areas and new homes, helping “stay the course” during difficult times. A pine wand or pine cone kept on the altar wards off evil influences. Carry pine cones to increase fertility and have a vigorous old age. Floor washes with pine oil cleanse a space of negativity and ward off illness. Throw pine needles into winter fires for protection, or burn pine incense for purification and divination. Place pine branches over the bed to keep sickness away, or to aid the ill. Hang a pine branch over the main door of your house to ensure continuous joy within.

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(via Harlaw Reservoir, Pentlands | A view through the Scots pines… | Flickr)

Harlaw Reservoir, Pentlands
A view through the Scots pines. On an evening ride from Bonaly. On the GT with Midge bars - very appropriate!

At long last, there was a full day of sunshine - as full, that is, as was possible at this time of year, when the sun sank down behind the ridge at 3 o’clock. That was a noticeable advance on a few weeks ago, however, and Algy knew that every day now would be longer than the last… even when the sun didn’t shine! He found himself a perch in a young pine tree, and although the wind was bitterly cold, he sang a sunny song, as the other birds were doing, before the sun vanished behind the hill once again. Algy was fascinated to see that the notes of his song were coloured bright green and purple as they drifted away on the wind…

Algy wishes you all a happy weekend, and hopes that you will find a moment or two to sing a sunny song, even if the wind feels bitterly cold :)

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just found your blog and I'm sorry if this is a dumb question but I was reading your finale review and your performing!dean tag is something about lumberjacks... I know its a 12.07 reference but i feel like I'm missing something. Again sorry!! I'm kinda new to all this... I just learned what performing!Dean was like yesterday (also I'm a mess after the finale... ughhhhhh ok sorry I'll leave you alone now :) )

*hugs* I know, the finale was rough and while there are some things I’m excited about for next season, there are other things about the end of the season that well… yeah.


My performing!Dean tag is ‘he’s a lumberjack and he’s ok’ which, you’re right, came about after this glorious exchange:

Originally posted by mishacolins

and all the other wonderful moments of deconstructing Dean throughout that episode and the season. But the actual wording of the tag comes from a Monty Python song:

If you don’t want to/can’t watch the video, the lyrics are below:

I wanted to be… a lumberjack!

Leaping from tree to tree, as they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia. The Giant Redwood. The Larch. The Fir! The mighty Scots Pine! The lofty flowering Cherry! The plucky little Apsen! The limping Roo tree of Nigeria. The towering Wattle of Aldershot! The Maidenhead Weeping Water Plant! The naughty Leicestershire Flashing Oak! The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip! The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni! The Epigillus! The Barter Hughius Greenus!

With my best buddy by my side, we’d sing! Sing! Sing!

I’m a lumberjack, and I’m okay.
I sleep all night and I work all day.

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin’
And have buttered scones for tea.

He cuts down trees. He eats his lunch.
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shopping
And has buttered scones for tea.

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees. I skip and jump.
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women’s clothing
And hang around in bars.

He cuts down trees. He skips and jumps.
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women’s clothing
And hangs around in bars?!

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees. I wear high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra.
I wish I’d been a girlie,
Just like my dear Papa.

He cuts down trees. He wears high heels,
Suspendies, and a bra?!

What’s this? Wants to be a girlie?! Oh, My!
And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!…

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

He’s a lumberjack, and he’s okaaaaay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

And so yeah… pretty fitting song for our boy Dean, wouldn’t you say? :)