Not the most sunny weather I’ve ever experience on Iona. In fact, no sun but rain, on and off. One minute is pours, the next walking without and umbrella becomes an option.
Yesterday I took one of those moments and walked to the machair, the public land by the on the way to Columba’s Bay. Last time I was here, in 2017, I stopped in at a little craft and yarn shop in the garage of one of the cottages. It’s closed now, but as I walked by, Val, the owner came out to attend to a new project—raising money for Ukraine—selling little Iona stones for 50 pence each. As of July 15 she has raised 417.87 pounds.
“You know,” she told me, “ there are so many suffering people in the world. Africa depends on the grain grown in the Ukraine. We all have to do our little bit.”
Yesterday I took one of those moments and walked to the machair, the public land by the on the way to Columba’s Bay. Last time I was here, in 2017, I stopped in at a little craft and yarn shop in the garage of one of the cottages. It’s closed now, but as I walked by, Val, the owner came out to attend to a new project—raising money for Ukraine—selling little Iona stones for 50 pence each. As of July 15 she has raised 417.87 pounds.
“You know,” she told me, “ there are so many suffering people in the world. Africa depends on the grain grown in the Ukraine. We all have to do our little bit.”