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My holiday in Scotland revealed a few things:

Scotch is really the only hard drink worth a damn--and best in very small doses. Also whiskey with an 'e' reminds me of Adrien English. I like it.Nobody visits the Orkneys in October, making it the dream destination for me. So raw. So lovely.I can and will run anywhere.The Scottish sun burns bright and close. The moon as well.Cheese is my favorite food group. I take a lot of photos of rocks. A new Scottish novella is planned for December 2016, tentatively titled The Pretender.If you're following me on, you've already seen some of these highlights. I'm including a few absolute favorite vacation photos here, because who doesn't love to see someone else's endless holiday snapshots? Am I right? I still have hundreds of pictures to sort through, many of them flowers, rocks, sunshine, my face, cups, and blurry landscapes taken from the bus window. It was just a brilliant time and I bought a bunch of travel books along the way. Naturally, I'm already planning my next tour--some day down the road a bit.

Cheese.
Standing Stones Orkney.
We chased the other tourists away with our hideously bad Scottish accents.Morning Run in Inverness.
Crossing from Orkney.
Inside a Clava Cairn.
Dizzy walk along the outer bailey at Stirling Castle.

Ploughman's. #saynotobeets

 Full moon. Church. Gravestones. Perfection.
Loch Ness, Urquhart Castle, and moi.
Kirkwall St. Magnus Cathedral at night.


Cheers.Happy October. It's good to be home again for a few weeks--Daphne is particularly thrilled. We're here. We're enjoying the foliage, and I'm working.




~LB