What stories would they tell ?

My Grandfather MacLean was born in a croft house like these on Grimsay , North Uist .
The old house was renovated and the ruins of previous dwellings remain nearby.
Wherever I go in the world there is an indefinable ache inside - a nostalgia for the simplicity , beauty and , yes, the bleakness of these islands .
The need to be strong , determined, calm and resourceful.
Everything I need right now in these bleak and terrible times.