I must be in Rothesay.
These week is full of travel. Will post if I can…
Category: photos
modest ambitions
This was a gift from the mother of my god-children.
I fear she knows me too well.
lighten…
It was as fine a day as could be in Edinburgh today. I now know how to make a mess of edit the provincial website. I received more stellar spiritual direction. And I had ten minutes to spare just at the right time of day for a light show at the cathedral.
local customs
It’s snowing.
I have just seen the first couple of the day huddling under a large golf umbrella, walking through the woods.
Such a British moment, that.
In the States, we carry umbrellas in the rain. In Britain, that is often futile: if it is raining, opening an umbrella invites a battle with the wind which one cannot hope to win.
So, here, it seems umbrellas are for snow… cheery bands of red and yellow and green against shades of white and grey.
Perhaps I should set one up for the daffodils, which seem far from pleased to face winter’s betrayal.
addendum several hours later: OK, it can stop now. It’s been pretty, but there is enough. Really. I need to get to Oban tomorrow…
wonderful exchange 