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Orbost & District Historical Society
Painting, Blackney, I, Orbost - Isle of Sky - Scotland
... Orbost - Isle of Sky - Scotland...Front - Orbost in the Isle of Sky, Scotland...-ann Front - Orbost in the Isle of Sky, Scotland A large ...This picture was donated by , Col & Mrs Swire after visiting Orbost Vic. They came from Orbost in the Isle Of Skye. The original watercolour was painted circa 1845 by Ann Lyon-Mackenzie.This painting has aesthetic significance and an association with the history of Orbost.A large watercolour reproduction picture of a property called Orbost on the Isle of Skye, Scotland. Gold frame with glass.Front - Orbost in the Isle of Sky, Scotlandwatercolour orbost isle-of-skyelyon-mackenzie-ann -
Whittlesea Historical Society Inc.
Document - Copy of Old Parish Registers Marriages for Malcolm MacPhee and Margaret Morison, 18/02/1807, at Bracadale, Isle of Skye
... Isle of Sky... Malcolm MacPhee Bracadale Isle of Sky Margaret Morison Old Parish ...Copy of Old Parish Registers Marriages for Malcolm MacPhee and Margaret Morison, 18/02/1807, at Bracadale, Isle of Skyemalcolm macphee, bracadale, isle of sky, margaret morison, old parish registers marriages, marriage -
Whittlesea Historical Society Inc.
Document - Copy of Old Parish Registers Marriages for John McPhee and Mary MacLeod, 25/02/1836, at Bracadale, Isle of Skye
... Isle of Sky... Bracadale Isle of Sky Old Parish Registers Marriages Marriage John ...Copy of Old Parish Registers Marriages for John McPhee and Mary MacLeod, 25/02/1836, at Bracadale, Isle of Skyebracadale, isle of sky, old parish registers marriages, marriage, john mcphee, mary macleod, 1836 -
The Mrs Aeneas Gunn Memorial Library
Book, Henry Seton Merriman, The Isle of Unrest, 1901
The afternoon sun was lowering towards a heavy bank of clouds hanging still and sullen over the Medite-rranean. A mistral was blowing. The last yellow rays shone fiercely upon the towering coast of Corsica, and the windows of the village of Olmeta glittered like gold. There are two Olmetas in Corsica, both in the north, both on the west coast, both perched high like an eagle's nest, both looking down upon those lashed waters of the Mediterranean, which are not the waters that poets sing of, for they are as often white as they are blue; they are seldom glassy except in the height of summer and sailors tell that they are as treacherous as any waters of the earth. Neither aneroid nor weather-wisdom may, as a matter of fact, tell when a mistral will arise, how it will blow, how veer, how drop and rise, and drop again. For it will blow one day beneath a cloudless sky, lashing the whole sea white like milk, and blow harder to-morrow under racing clouds.Ill, p.344.fictionThe afternoon sun was lowering towards a heavy bank of clouds hanging still and sullen over the Medite-rranean. A mistral was blowing. The last yellow rays shone fiercely upon the towering coast of Corsica, and the windows of the village of Olmeta glittered like gold. There are two Olmetas in Corsica, both in the north, both on the west coast, both perched high like an eagle's nest, both looking down upon those lashed waters of the Mediterranean, which are not the waters that poets sing of, for they are as often white as they are blue; they are seldom glassy except in the height of summer and sailors tell that they are as treacherous as any waters of the earth. Neither aneroid nor weather-wisdom may, as a matter of fact, tell when a mistral will arise, how it will blow, how veer, how drop and rise, and drop again. For it will blow one day beneath a cloudless sky, lashing the whole sea white like milk, and blow harder to-morrow under racing clouds. england - fiction, fiction - corsica