From the land, comes the cloth, comes the language…
The Northern Gannet, a vision of sharpest elegance and speed. The act of these seabirds hunting fish is a force of nature in its own right. Creating a firework display of arrow-like dives, they tuck their magnificent black-tipped wings in at the very last moment to ensure a lightning entry into the waves for their catch. Even their markings display a certain drama: snowy white feathers are awash with gold, sharp bills sketched with black, and their eyes encircled by a brilliant blue.
Photograph by Lewis Mackenzie
Our Gaelic Coastal Word of the Week comes from “Scotland’s Nature Agency, Buidheann Nàdair na h-Alba”