A Grove of trees in the Scottish Highlands
Clan Maxwell
The Maxwell Family
25th December 2015

A grove of trees in the Scottish Highlands

This woodland grove of the Caledonian Forest is for the Maxwell family for now and ever more. Far away in body but in spirit will always be close.


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Donated by Aly Maxwell

18th December 2015

Robert Burns - The Fiddler in the North Amang the trees, where humming bees, At buds and flowers were hinging, O, Auld Caledon drew out her drone, And to her pipe was singing, O: 'Twas Pibroch, Sang, Strathspeys, and Reels, She dirl'd them aff fu' clearly, O: When there cam' a yell o' foreign squeels, That dang her tapsalteerie, O. Their capon craws an' queer "ha, ha's," They made our lugs grow eerie, O; The hungry bike did scrape and fyke, Till we were wae and weary, O: But a royal ghaist, wha ance was cas'd, A prisoner, aughteen year awa', He fir'd a Fiddler in the North, That dang them tapsalteerie, O. The Dark Island Away to the westward, I'm longing to be Where the beauties of heaven’ unfold by the sea back.gif (1450 bytes)Where the sweet purple heather’ blooins fragrant and free On a hill-top, high above the Dark Island Oh Isle of my childhood I'in dreaming of thee As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island . So gentle the sea breeze’ that ripples the bay Where the stream joins the ocean, and young children play On a strand of pure silver, I'll welcome each day And I'll roam forever more, the Dark Island Oh Isle of my childhood I'in dreaming of thee As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island . True gem of the hebrides, bathed in the light Like a midsummer dawning, that follows the night How I long for the cry, of the seagulls in flight As they circle high above’ the Dark Island Oh Isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee As the steamer leaves Oban, and passes Tiree Soon I'll capture the magic, that lingers for me When I'm back, once more upon, the Dark Island

 
Your grove of trees

The trees in this grove will be carefully planted in protected sites in the Scottish Highlands where they will create homes for wildlife and forests for the future.

Scots pine against a summer blue sky.
Twinflowers in bloom on pine woodland floor.
A Scotch argus butterfly on common ragwort.
The Maxwell Family's grove
Trees in this grove:
8

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