Deer rush down from the mountains of Harris and the broad swathes of moorland drawn by the fresh, new growth of grass to soar over fences. And so it is with us humans. Deep inside we run with the deer; we too feel the machair sap rising and in the rhythm of the tide, the moon, our own heart’s blood, we feel the pull of the new drawing us forwards, ever-expanding.
“Like the hooves of the deer, our feet are grounded in the here and now. And we too are listening. Looking.”
We burn off the old dry grass to make the way easier for wild grasses and flowers and the deer, the rabbits and all the wildlife now native to this land. The fire burns the past. Releases nutrients for the now.
Inspired by being one with nature’s timing, old, dry grasses giving way to young, succulent stems, moss clinging to ancient stones, the beauty of natural cycles overriding thoughts and all of it and everything fuelling human creativity:
BEFORE I love winding skeins into balls around my hand. This is Malabrigo Arroyo in Pocion being every shade of beautiful on my Lykke Driftwood needles. A few years ago a dearheart called Laurie in the US asked via the Inner Wild Etsy shop if I might make her a knitted skirt. Laurie loved Ancestors …
Summer in the Outer Hebrides. The sun uplifts us, we’re early to rise and feeling wise. Adventures beckon in the wind gusting off the sea. Sparkles of salt spray drench our smiles. We splash in the cold water and run through the marram grass and red clover, the wild carrot bearing its crowns of seeds …
A sunny day in June and the INNER WILD Elven Strappy Top makes summer frolics brighter. A little elven top for all kinds of adventures in secret places with thin i-cord straps, hand knitted in Noro’s pretty jewel, rainbow effect yarn. Hand knitted in beautiful Noro Silk Garden yarn that’s 45% silk, 45% kid mohair …
We use cookies to ensure that we give you the best experience on our website. If you continue to use this site we will assume you are happy with that.OK
Inspiration: running with the deer
Deer rush down from the mountains of Harris and the broad swathes of moorland drawn by the fresh, new growth of grass to soar over fences. And so it is with us humans. Deep inside we run with the deer; we too feel the machair sap rising and in the rhythm of the tide, the moon, our own heart’s blood, we feel the pull of the new drawing us forwards, ever-expanding.
We burn off the old dry grass to make the way easier for wild grasses and flowers and the deer, the rabbits and all the wildlife now native to this land. The fire burns the past. Releases nutrients for the now.
Inspired by being one with nature’s timing, old, dry grasses giving way to young, succulent stems, moss clinging to ancient stones, the beauty of natural cycles overriding thoughts and all of it and everything fuelling human creativity:
Related Posts
Metamorphosis: Ancestors Skirt
BEFORE I love winding skeins into balls around my hand. This is Malabrigo Arroyo in Pocion being every shade of beautiful on my Lykke Driftwood needles. A few years ago a dearheart called Laurie in the US asked via the Inner Wild Etsy shop if I might make her a knitted skirt. Laurie loved Ancestors …
Summer: long days of languid daydreaming
Summer in the Outer Hebrides. The sun uplifts us, we’re early to rise and feeling wise. Adventures beckon in the wind gusting off the sea. Sparkles of salt spray drench our smiles. We splash in the cold water and run through the marram grass and red clover, the wild carrot bearing its crowns of seeds …
Summer: The Elven Strappy Top
A sunny day in June and the INNER WILD Elven Strappy Top makes summer frolics brighter. A little elven top for all kinds of adventures in secret places with thin i-cord straps, hand knitted in Noro’s pretty jewel, rainbow effect yarn. Hand knitted in beautiful Noro Silk Garden yarn that’s 45% silk, 45% kid mohair …