From Deepest, Darkest Kittybrewster: a Poem

From deepest, darkest Kittybrewster*- Comes winter dismal and gray;  the darkness is upon us and we hope to get away. Herein lies granite, strong and sturdy- forever it will stand; but it ain't particularly purdy- the city a bit bland. The lights come on at 3pm- to help us find our tea; it comforts us … Continue reading From Deepest, Darkest Kittybrewster: a Poem

The Local Garden of the Heart

I finally took a walk through a garden here in Aberdeen: The Cruickshank Botanical Garden on the campus at the Uni (university). It was a spectacularly sunny day which are rare of late, and the sun was at its' characteristic low angle making most of the day the 'photographer's hour'. I strolled in through its … Continue reading The Local Garden of the Heart

America, I love your food (and other inklings from our trip home)

Hullo there! We've been out of the loop lately and am just now getting back to this fine bit of internet you see before you. Here’s what we’ve been up to since July: In August hubs handed in his master’s thesis and we promptely got on a plane almost the next day to America and to visit … Continue reading America, I love your food (and other inklings from our trip home)

Pop of Color: photo 101

Since 'pop of color' is the last thing you would see in Aberdeen this week as its just a unending blanket of gray skies and dullness, I had to resort to the archives for this assignment! Enjoy some fungus from among the firs in the Smokey Mountains.

Solitude: Stones and Hills (photo 101 Day 5)

We took a wee hike today.  On the way we passed one of Aberdeenshire's many archeological mysteries, the Whitehill Stone circle. There are dozens of these things scattered across the countryside (in fact we saw another standing stone on the otherside of the mountain but could not get close enough to get a good picture.) … Continue reading Solitude: Stones and Hills (photo 101 Day 5)

Toadpipe, Wormwood, Slubgob and now……..

Meet Reepicheep, our new-to-us car! This fine steed of steely blue will be our trusty transport as we meander and cavort about the Scottish moors and munros. Oh and roundabouts too- Run for your lives! Not long after we got married, we named our old 95 Accord, 'Toadpipe' and thus began a tradition of naming … Continue reading Toadpipe, Wormwood, Slubgob and now……..