The Guga Stone – Study for The Day They Were Leaving

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Most of all, though, they brought the memories of the home they were leaving; recollections of the sound and sight of the sea-birds that reeled around its crags and cliffs; the seals that sometimes popped up their grey heads in the bay; the feel of island stone on their fingers; the brush of moss and lichen growing upon its walls; the mist that sometimes trailed across each dip and slope, bog and summit; the immensity of the sky that stretched above them on still days; the storms that kept them imprisoned when wind and weather lashed their homes; the miles of sea that fringed its coastline, dividing them from the places to which they were now being taken on this – the day they were leaving its shores for the last time …





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