The Isle of Skye is beautiful. Such a pretty, remote and magical place. It felt sometimes like I was in Norway or Sweden. The islanders were really friendly folk and it was a treat to hear some of them speak in their native tongue, Gaelic. I stayed in Uig...but travelled pretty much the waft and weft of the island. Golden eagles visited us each day and I even took a dip in the fairy pools! Here are some images of a few textiles and weave objects I spied.
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