In Bloom

The hills are alive...with the colours of wildflowers. Wild orchids, cotton grass, sea pinks, heath milkwort, campion, and much more. The bracken is now as tall as I am. For me, it is a bit of a disappointment when this occurs and I generally steer clear of it. I love ferns but I don't want to spend 7 hours staring at ferns.

Simmer Dim

Simmer dim. 

The summer twilight when the sun only dips below the horizon a few hours in the Northern Atlantics. Even the term makes me feel warm, as if I am basking in the lovely golden light of a sunrise or sunset. 

Eyes open

3 hour train ride, 22km in 6 hours of walking, wildflowers, views across Rannoch Moor, ridge walk, 1km short of bagging a munro. That's me on a Saturday in June.

The South Side

Starting this week, I aim to walk to/from work most days. This past warm Sunday I explored routes and got a taste of living on the south side of the city.

Kids playing football in the streets, gorgeous tenements, shops full of colourful silks, organic produce, variety of cafes that tend to be a cheaper yet comparable option to the popular west end in my humble opinion, eclectic attire, blank canvases on the ground floors that turn into little shops during the week, quiet places in the parks even on a sunny Sunday. This describes many parts of Glasgow, except with a touch more of an international feel.