Machair – a land with a flower-sweet taste

It can be hard to acknowledge that such places still exist. Numbed by the loss of variety of flowers and wading birds elsewhere, ground-down by statistics of vanished lowland meadows, it seems so improbable. But machair is there, it blooms, it beguiles. The word is Gaelic, shared by Scots and Irish versions (being spelt 'machaire'