Caterpillar

I’m staying in the Scottish Highlands this week, in the middle of nowhere.  On Monday, I drove four hours north until I had reached absolutely nowhere, threw a left up a hill, further into nowhere, and finally I turned right down a dirt track until I reached the very heart of nowhere.  Trundling the last … Continue reading Caterpillar

April Showers

Sometimes April doesn’t keep its promise. It reneges.  Burrows back down a hole, pretending it never was.  It had been that way this week, when many of us had to check the calendar, only to utter, ‘Really?  April 4th?  Are we sure about that?’  Character building weather, one might call it, unless one is feeling delicate, … Continue reading April Showers

Cheviots

We walked through hail on the Cheviots, those rolling hills that straddle the border between England and Scotland.  I was on the southern side, in Northumberland, when big, fat balls of hail began to prick my cheeks like tiny needles.  Starting out, it was sunny and cold with no sign of hail as we trudged … Continue reading Cheviots