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The Scottish Highlands is an abundance of lochans, large and small, in all shapes and sizes - located in magic places low and high- reflecting the mood of the sky - echoing the clouds and patterns of the hills- the wind and the light ceaselessly playing on the water's surface- at times calm and serene, mirroring the landscape - at other times wild and frantic - some lochans deep and bottomless- other shallow and weedy - no wonder many legends of monsters witches and water horses have evolved and flourished over the years. I spend much time by these lochans, contemplating, reflecting - three floating stones went in my pocket on the way to such a loch, 2772 feet high in the hills - Wednesday, 31st August 1994. As
a gift three floating stones were launched - just as the sun was setting over the mirror black lochan - a magic moment in my life. Since then 110 more lochans scattered around the hills of the Highlands - somehow connected with invisible lines - a network of floating stones developing - extending to other parts of the globe. August 1997 - the first one leaving the North Coast in a rucksack heading for a distant loch in Mexico - 332 more are to leave with the collaboration of kindred spirits. |
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