it is now officially “hot” here in scotland, which means that every morning begins with the cottage enveloped in a dense opaque cloud of sea har from the #firthofforth. sometimes I can actually see the mist rising off my loch like steam and it looks absolutely surreal... in local news, everything in my garden is in mad bloom all at once and it hasn’t rained in over a week which is rather alarming. my dog is having his teeth cleaned tomorrow and my mother is visiting which means there is more food in the cottage than can adequately fit in the kitchen.
I’ve just been suddenly hit by hay fever all at once like some sort of pollen sledgehammer and I’ve spent the whole day feeling horrendous. for once I was relieved when it started raining on me 🌧🌸 here are some sheep enjoying the lovely weather we had on the isle of skye 🐏🐑
roofless churches seem to be a scottish thing. I like the general concept. it’s easier to feel contemplative and spiritual when you can hear birds flitting around and watch the clouds moving overhead. even better when there’s no one around you for miles ☁️☁️☁️ I have had a forced instagram hiatus for the past few weeks due to an insane workload. it feels nice to have some time to do things just because I feel like it again. I bought a terracotta pot from a pottery I like and I am going to plant something fun in it 🌸🌼🌷🌺🌾 #scotland #slowliving #thewildnesstonic
happy easter! it seems to be finally thawing for real up here (please no more snow) and the bulbs I planted last autumn are flowering!! (I know that’s just how gardening works, but I still find it exciting...) here’s another picture from our highland holiday last week. #plockton is well worth a visit if you’re in the area (the local langoustines are fantastic)
anyone else fancy packing in normal life and living in this cottage? 🙋🏼♀️ somehow T and I got perfect weather on our first visit to the isle of skye - we ended up hiking in T shirts. from what I understand living in the hebrides is normally like taking a permanent outside shower (with sheep), but it certainly looks nice when it clears up for a moment 🌄 #isleofskye #innerhebrides
I’ve managed to get quite behind on instagram recently 🙈 oh well. here’s one from last week. if you’re wondering how to get a picture of Eilean Donan castle with the mist rolling in behind it, the answer is... just show up on any given day, the mist seems to be permanent. what a magical (and very damp) place. 🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫🌫
we will be taking a little break from the beautiful bit of scotland that we live in to visit another beautiful bit of scotland. stay tuned for pictures 🌄
life has been quite exhausting and overwhelming recently but I have started making my own bread and found kneading dough to be a very calming activity. That and standing by the sea being buffeted by Scottish wind 🌬
what glorious mad weather we’ve had! today during a lull in the storm we made the trek to our local farm shop to stock up; the proprietors were rather surprised that we had made it and gave us some free veg and chocolate... 🙂
one of my favourite things about scotland is that wildflowers grow everywhere like mad so I even end up parking my car among crocuses. I also like how many victorian relics are kicking around #fife - like this one, a monument to a man who replanted a forest that has since been cut down and replanted again....
birds are singing, crocuses are blooming, and boats are going back in the water... I planted some bulbs in pots last year and I’ve since forgotten what plant they are but they are sprouting shoots. we met this little old lady deep in the den* (she was walking with crutches, goodness knows how she got there) who assured us that spring was on its way. she seemed like the sort of person who would know about these things. *den (Scots) = a narrow wooded ravine
the other day we were walking in the woods in broad daylight and an owl of some sort started hooting and shrieking in the treetops over our heads. That night T said he was woken a few times by a tawny owl outside our window, and the following day when we were walking in the village at dusk there was a barn owl hooting somewhere in the distance. It’s as if we have accidentally subscribed to our local owl channel (I’m not complaining) 🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉
recently our bedframe (which may or may not have been found on ebay for a song) partially collapsed in the middle so we’d go to sleep on either side of the bed like normal people and wake up every few hours having rolled into the mattress ravine and gotten tangled up in each other. We’ve fixed it now with some additional slats and have since been sleeping so deeply and unmovingly that it’s facilitated very surreal dreams. T dreamed about skiing to a remote cabin in a silent landscape and waiting there for some unspecified event to occur, and I dreamed I had a small child who was actually a spectre and would fade in and out of visibility, leaving behind only a smile... sorry if you’re bored of this view by now, I have yet to tire of it 🙃 do you think people ever live in converted dovecotes?
trying to catch up on my photos! on the day I took this, my mother and I were bickering with each other about various things on most of our walk. When we reached the great expanse of white sand at Tentsmuir point and saw the moon sailing quietly over the dark blue sea, we fell quiet and just sat and watched the birds and the waves, and all quarrels were forgotten 🌊
there are so many castles in Scotland that sometimes one can feel a bit overwhelmed by the sheer number of castles still left to visit...
here is a photo of T having an accidental highland clan chieftain//indie album cover art moment in our local woods. we have now had several weeks together of climbing extinct volcanoes, making complicated soups and watching this campy detective show that we like by the fire 🔥