Two Swiss sisters, far from their native Highlands,
walking on a clear morning before sunrise over the frozen bogs of
Rannoch Moorand hatching a plan to have their own tartan.
Woven in this tartan the splendour of the landscapes they saw:
The colours of the moor and the wintry sea on Skye
when rays of sun break through the looming clouds
which have been throwing down sleet on the two sisters
just some minutes before.