Videos tagged with "fair"
Fairwinds Chalets,Carrbridge-Scotland [01:01]
A very quick view around the scenery of Fairwinds Chalets, Carrbridge in Scotland.
Horse Fair Coupar Angus Perthshire Scotland [01:01]
Tour Scotland video of photographs of a Scottish Horse Fair on visit to Coupar Angus, Perthshire. A small selection of my personal photographs shot on small group tours of Scotland.
GLENBRITTLE and FAIRY POOLS - ISLE OF SKYE, SCOTLAND [02:33]
GLENBRITTLE and FAIRY POOLS - ISLE OF SKYE, SCOTLAND
Winter Glenshee Perthshire Scotland [02:07]
Tour Scotland video of Winter photographs of Glenshee on visit to Eastern Highland Perthshire. The A93 road, part of General Wade's military road from Perth to Fort George, runs north through the glen and on into Glen Beag, where it crosses the Cairnwell Passthe highest public road in the UK. The Glenshee Ski Centre sits at the head of the Cairnwell Pass and is Scotland's biggest with 21 lifts spread over 4 mountains. Glen Shee is known as the glen of the fairies it takes its name from the Gaelic " sith " meaning fairy and the old meeting place at the standing stone behind the present day church is called Dun Shith or Hill of the Fairies. A small selection of my personal photographs shot on small group tours of Scotland.
David Gray Gravestone Auld Aisle Cemetery Kirkintilloch East Dunbartonshire Scotland [00:45]
Tour Scotland video of the David Gray gravestone in the Auld Aisle cemetery on visit to Kirkintilloch, East Dunbartonshire. David Gray, born 29th January 1838, died 3rd of December 1861, was a Scottish poet. The son of a handloom weaver, Gray was born at Merkland. He began to write poetry for The Glasgow Citizen and began his idyll on the Luggie, the little stream that ran through Merkland. He was buried in the Auld Aisle, where he had often wandered, and which is also the subject of his song, and, on the 29th July, 1865, a plain obelisk was erected to his memory, subscribed for by his admirers. David wrote his own epitaph, " Below lies one whose name was traced in sand, He died, not knowing what it was to live ; Died, while the first sweet consciousness of manhood. And maiden thought electrified his soul, Faint beatings in the calyx of the rose. Bewildered reader ! pass without a sigh, In a proud sorrow ! There is life with God, In other kingdom of a sweeter air; In Eden every flower is blown. Amen. Thus lived and died one who left a few words only behind him, His Luggie, poem opens with the wish of the writer that his thought and verse may run as smoothly as his beloved river: That impulse which all beauty gives the soul, Is languaged as I sing. For fairer stream Rolled never golden sand into the sea, Made sweeter music than the Luggie, gloom'd By glens whose melody mingles with her own. The uttered name my inmost being thrills, A word beyond a charm; and if this lay ...