SCOTLAND is a meander through the
pages of history, a winding course indeed. With every turn a new chapter --
sometimes the story centuries old.
My strolls are never aimless, curiosity is the fuel. Rather purposeful, unhindered by preconceived ideas of what Scotland should be.
Whether on a trail in the Highlands, a shell laden coastal path or a wynd in Edinburgh's Old Town there is always a gift bestowed.
My strolls are never aimless, curiosity is the fuel. Rather purposeful, unhindered by preconceived ideas of what Scotland should be.
Whether on a trail in the Highlands, a shell laden coastal path or a wynd in Edinburgh's Old Town there is always a gift bestowed.
Sometimes it is the stonework of an ancient castle ruin with the golden light softening the rock that at one time was impenetrable. What are the tales that were woven over time...
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Cheers to those behind the many red doors!
Moments feel like summer, but the calendar says autumn...
we smiled at our place
in the sun!
When predictable rains do fall, it is a comfortable rain often
presenting a rainbow over ambling thatched roofs -- the sheep graze, the green
grass brilliant. 
And besides -- whether there is weather -- or
not, the key to a happy wander is ALWAYS having a rain jacket in your
pack, an adventurous spirit and comfy feet willing to go...everywhere!
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