Centuries of peat-cutting had left their distinctive scarring on the endless acres of otherwise featureless bogland.
I started on the second book in the trilogy by Peter May yesterday, and was almost glad to read the following (Book: The Lewisman”:
It is how the people of the Isle of Lewis, this northernmost island in the Scottish Hebridean Archipelago, have survived for centuries. And in this time of financial uncertainty, as the cost of fuel soars, those with open hearths and stoves have returned in droves to the tradition of their ancestors. For here the only cost of heating your home is the expenditure of your labour and your devotion to God.
See another of my posts about peat: https://osloray.wordpress.com/2010/10/02/the-smell-of-peat/