Romancing the stone
I haven't needed my solar panel app to tell me there's not been much sunlight these last couple of weeks. The grey flat January days roll over, distinguished mostly by how much precipitation they bring - anything from a smirr, a smidge, rain but not wet rain, proper rain, fat drops, a torrent. And then sometimes, there's just a break, and there it is - the rays reaching us, reminding us of brighter days, of colour and depth. I soak these in like the warmth I know they will bring in a few short months from now and feel lifted by the promise of longer days to come.
It's heat may not be there yet, but when the sun does shine the Kippen sandstone of our buildings glows. It might not warm your hands but it definitely warms the heart. There's something really special about this soft red stone that features in much of the vernacular buildings around here. Old Leckie House is built from it - quarried we think from the nearby 'waterfall' area with its towering cliffs - but much is covered by our traditional lime render which offers protection from erosion by wind and rain. It's much easier to see in the old Steading - and I never tire of the play of light on the exposed surfaces.
Much like the land itself the buildings have their own tales to tell - the dated pencil etchings of the joiners who built trusses, the stone mason's marks carved into the stones themselves or the gouges scored out by years of sharpening knives on the stones framing the stable door. It's enough, even when the sun is low, to lighten your day.












