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Silver Flowe and Dungeon Hill
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Below is one last look south over the Silver Flowe with time to ponder "When will I be back in this magic place again?" There are so many places to go in South West Scotland (as in the rest of planet Earth of course) that often you wonder in any particular place, "Will I ever be back here again?"
In the big geological timescales that fashion these places, to describe your day passed here as a flash would be wild exaggeration indeed and you really do sense this in the presence of the place. It is like the briefest blink into existence of some subatomic particle since Bruce walked here in the early 14th century. You sense that too and wonder about the real significance of any transient event in the longer run of things, no matter how we place such a great store by them. But then the continuum of time is ultimately just a sequence of wee events in the big picture. That's maybe all there is - but don't knock it - it's what we have.
So the thing to do is just make the most of every day you have in these landscapes in your own insignificant timescale and soak up the presences while you can, just in case you never get back - savour it just like the precious last dram from a favourite bottle of malt whisky. The complexity and subtlety of experience in the taste of the whisky and in the presence of such places are both equally elusive to mere mortals, but you can touch them and wonder.
But we can't knock this either since we in ourselves bring to the party the power to observe, to partly understand and to wonder at what is. We put the spirit into spiritual experience. We ourselves put the taste into the whisky when we drink it. It's amazing to be alive when you take time to really notice that you are, and both the whisky and the landscape are always waiting to talk to you about it. You can have an intimate dialogue with the "is"ness of what is if you like.
