

Fairly self-sufficient, the residents rely on wind and solar power (and now cell phones); many have gardens, some raise sheep, some spin their own wool. We chose a picturesque picnic site for lunch:


Scoraig oddly has a little "faux" lighthouse set well inland and serving no lighthouse function.

Instead, they've converted it to a little interpretive center, providing background on the community, the lifestyle and, in particular, the local knitting scene. Bear with me--the following photos were taken in difficult lighting conditions through glass...




Eliza particularly liked the two, erm, sweaters on the right:

Here Jerry and I take in the sunshine on a bench tiled with designs by the local schoolkids.

1 comment:
I am packing my bags and moving there!
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