I have just returned from Scotland. Just inside really. We have a cottage in a village near Annan. Annan is the place which the Scottish poet, Robert Burns called the ‘wild place’. I am not sure but it is borderland. This is geographically true, the terrain and colour of the Dumfries and Carlisle area are similar. The Solway is, for me, beautiful. It is borderland. In many ways it is place where land, water and sky meet. It is a place where for me heaven and earth might touch.

It is a place for me of re-membering. This borderland area does not have the happiest of memories for me; although I have re-discovered precious friendships over the last few days.

Perhaps it is only in the wild places that we can piece things together; in the borderlands where jagged things can be made smooth.