September 16th Photograph Sunset Scotland


September 16th photograph of sunset in Perthshire, Scotland. Quite cold and windy tonight, not a great sunset, but an interesting sky at times.


September 16th photograph of sunset in Perthshire, Scotland.


September 16th photograph of sunset in Perthshire, Scotland.

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Tour Scotland Bird Herding Video


Tour Scotland Bird Herding video. Pheasants on a farm road in Perthshire, Scotland. Pheasants and grouse are a common sight on the narrow roads. You often just have to herd them to side of the road so that you can get past.

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Tour Scotland September 16th Farming Video


Tour Scotland September 16th Farming video. Having harvested their barley crop, farmers in Perthshire are now preparing their fields for the planting of the next crop.

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Perthshire is at the very heart of Scotland and one of the most popular regions for visitors, offering a variety of Highland and Lowland landscapes with some of the most scenic and accessible countryside for shorter walks as well as evidence of its rich history at every turn. Perthshire 40 Town and Country Walks features traditional tourist hubs, such as Pitlochry, Dunkeld and Killin, with its historical connections to the county, as well as countryside around Blairgowrie, Crieff and Aberfeldy, finishing up at the Fair City of Perth and nearby Kinross. Perthshire: 40 Town and Country Walks (Pocket Mountains).

Tour Scotland Cambusmichael Road Video


Tour Scotland video of a short drive on the narrow road between Stormontfield and Cambusmichael, Perthshire, Scotland. The area of Cambusmichael derives it's name. in part, from Gaelic, " Cambus ", which signifies " a small low plain ", and the church, Michael, thus the plain of Michael; Cambusmichael.

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Tour Scotland Chì Mi Na Mòr-Bheanna Video


Tour Scotland Chì Mi Na Mòr-Bheanna Video. Chì mi na mòrbheanna is a Scottish song that was written in 1856 by Highlander John Cameron, Iain Camshroin, a native of Ballachulish, and known locally in the Gaelic fashion as Iain Rob and Iain Òg Ruaidh. He worked in the slate quarries before moving to Glasgow where he was engaged as a ship's broker. He became the Bard of the Glasgow Ossianic Society and also Bard to Clan Cameron. He returned to carry on a merchant's business along with his elder brother and to cultivate a small croft at Taigh a' Phuirt, Glencoe, in his beloved Highlands. Other songs and odes appeared in The Oban Times and in various song books. He was buried in St. Munda's Isle in Loch Leven. Wreaths of oak leaves and ivy covered the bier. The song is a longing for home and, with its wistful, calming melody and traditional ballad rhythms, is often used as a lullaby. The song was also played during the funeral of John F. Kennedy.

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I See The Big Mountains

O, I see, I see the big mountains;
O, I see, I see the big mountains;
O, I see, I do see the corries,
I see the mist-covered glens.

I see as I linger the land of my birth;
I am welcomed in the language I cherish.
I will receive there hospitality, and love when I reach it
That I'd trade not for tons of gold.

O, I see ...

I see there woods, and I see there thickets,
I see there the fair and most fertile of meadows;
I see there the deer on the ground in the corries
Hiding in mantles of mist.

O, I see ...

Lofty mountains and resplendent ledges,
There dwell my own folk, kind folk of honor.
Light is my step as I leap up to meet them;
'Tis with pleasure I'll stay there a while.

O, I see ...

Hail to the blue-green grassy knolls;
Hail to the great peaked hummocky mountains;
Hail to the forests, hail to all there,
Content I would live there forever.

O, I see ...