First of all we want to say a warm-hearted thank you for all your heart-felt messages and condolences we received after Eivor’s passing. It means a lot and it is deeply moving how so many of you feel a connection to him and his amazing spirit. He looked at everything in life with love and I am sure he could feel the love you have for him and your own animal friends and companions too.
As promised yesterday, I am sharing a few more special moments from the last days of his life today and over the next few days.
We wish you all a blessed Thursday and a peaceful rest of the week,
If you are new to the Puente form you can see an earlier example with a brief explanation in last week’s post Presence, featuring Frank Bruce’s epitaph.
Those of you who have been following the blog for many years may recognise the Frank Bruce Sculpture Trail from our earlier post Evanescent.
Frank Bruce (1931 – 2009) was dyslexic, left school at the age of thirteen and later became a self-taught artist. He insisted that his art should always be available to everybody free of charge and that his sculptures should be allowed to decay and return to nature.
Wishing you all a happy Monday and peaceful start to the week,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Settings: f/4 – 1/1000 s – ISO 560, f/4.5 – 1/1250 s – ISO 450 and f/4 – 1/1250 s – ISO 500.
The wooden bear sculpture is a tribute to the bears who once roamed here. We were glad to see it hadn’t been covered by the latest landslips and that most of the trees around him survived the storm too.
The grass-covered roof of the Rock Room blends in with the ferns and heather of the hillside. Inside are display boards in English and Gaelic, explaining how parts of the earth’s crust have travelled long distances. The older mylonites on display at Knockan Crag had been forced up against and over the later Cambrian layer.
There’s a sculpture of two geologists, Ben Peach and John Horne, to celebrate these findings. Today the grass is growing around Horne’s feet, some of the seeds tickle his knees. The sun feels extra warm after the morning’s showers.
deep time so many treasures breathing the same air
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