“BINNORIE, O BINNORIE”
glistening lakelets and Nordic beauty of birch-trees; endless the bare and trim roundness of hills and valleys, wooded glens and slopes russet with heather, northern beauty of meadows, birch-coppices in the north,
in the north the surface of the sea gleams like a steel layer.
Inverness, a small town containing trout and Highlanders, is built entirely of pink granite. And the cottages are fashioned of such beautifully hewn ashlars that I have drawn them for you. And the eaves above the doorways are to be found only in Inverness.
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