Looking eastwards to the rising sun across the Minch from the peat moors of Lewis you can see Norman MacCaig’s “frieze of mountains” on the mainland.
“A Man in Assynt’
‘Glaciers grinding West, gouged out
these valleys, rasping the brown sandstone,
and left, on the hard rock below- the
ruffled foreland-
this frieze of mountains, filed
on the blue air- Stac Polly,
Cul Beag, Cul Mor, Suilven,
Canisp- a frieze and
a litany,…’
Robin A Crawford 