If you compare it to the landscape of the other Orkney islands, the island of Hoy stands alone. The Orkney Mainland has rolling hills and bright green fields bursting with life. Hoy is an ominous shadow looming over it.
The sand on the beaches here is white and glitters, the remnants of sea shells ground to dust. Cliffs are layer on layer of coloured sand stacked up and compressed to rock. Standing on the cliff, I can still recognise the pattern that the last tide left in the sand below.
My Flat is underground and has a small patio which is accessible by climbing through the window. I have started a little photo project called “vor meinem Fenster” (outside my window” where, whenever I do something on my patio, I take a photo.