As we traversed the Highlands and isles of Scotland, a very obvious palette revealed itself in the expected and the unexpected.
A much-anticipated falconry lesson offered all deep browns and soft caramels in feathers, claw-proof suede gauntlets and leather hoods. Those same tones were also found in comical shaggy Highland cattle on a backdrop of impossibly green fields and again in whisky, which we sipped with a water chaser in old-fashioned inns.
The tiny bell-shaped heather flower carpets every hillside of the Highlands landscape giving it an overall smoky soft purple tone with a scent that smells of the earth. It’s so springy to walk on, and is tough enough to make brooms and brushes from – and is also very lucky in a gypsy kind of way.
Jupiter Artland we walk into Anya Gallaccio’s magical amethyst sunken grotto and are surrounded by a deep chamber of amethyst-encrusted walls – so magical in the range of purple hues that complement the landscape outside.
The Gulf Stream swings right past the west coast of Scotland, meaning that Inverewe Garden is full of palms and other unexpected tropical plants. Created in 1862 and sheltered by 40 hectares of woodlands, this is an oasis of bright greens amongst the Highlands.
When Dad and I were driving north on hedge-lined lanes, we passed a few lovely old-fashioned sports cars in British racing green with go-fast stripes, the kind of cars that leather goggles need to be worn to drive.
These colours enriched my journey to Scotland and, by the same token, were easily accessible and fresh in my mind when I returned home. Tune in next week as I detail the way I translated the inspiration from my jaunt to Scotland into my interiors.
Discover the start of my Scottish fling here.