Scotland is where they keep all the especially hungry sheeps and the cold, cold sea. It is where they keep the moss and the lichen. It is where they keep the heavy rain that turns into wet feet and headcolds. And where they keep the castles and spooky graveyards and cardamom buns and wooly things. And, best of all, it’s where they keep the Peonies, who know exactly where to find it all.
I am in love with Scotland. Next time, there will be time for lochs and cows with bangs and heather and moors. And next time I will bring more socks.
17 maids a-milking:
Wooly socks and wellies ... VERY IMPORTANT.
Sounds like traveling is suiting you!
so happy for you, A - and i love, love your photo!
I've been lurking here for a month or so now, but I am coming out of hiding to chime in with my two-cents (pence?) on Edinburgh. I studied abroad there for a semester in college, and love, love, love the city. I went to church at St. Giles Cathedral (the one with the beautiful crowned spire in your picture) and had class right next door to the castle. I lived just off the Cowgate and walked around Arthur's Seat almost every day. Your post is making me yearn to go back - I'm so glad you love Edinburgh, too!
I want to see the book that you and Peonies collaborate on. I will read it to any small children I love.
WELLIES!
As my dad said, Peonies do grow in Scotland. We're planning to do more moors next time. Well, perhaps do more moors. We might just Christmas round the castle.
oooo--i can read this over and over and over...keep it coming and keep the loving errrr loving?...
those are all great things; your trip sounds absolutely wonderful.
"...where they keep all the especially hungry sheep" is now my favorite series of words ever. Ever. Be sure to get your Hume on in S-Town, cuz inductive reasoning don't prove sheit. And enjoy the UK, but remember you're on loan from the good ol' US where we love you best!
-your friendly neighborhood Gaul
Hi Elizabeth, welcome! St. Giles is indeed lovely--I was especially fond of the blue-green pews. Class near a castle sounds especially wonderous.
oh isn't aulde scotia the most magical place on earth? my family on both sides is very, very scottish, and i spent a summer in college working for a travel guide there. so i was paid to drive a tiny car all over every highland road, navigating the sheep and heilan coos, reading robbie burns whilst enjoying tea beside a loch, taking ferries to skye and orkney and shetland and my o my it's just...magical. hope you're having a lovely time! xo
Moss and lichen and peonies xoxoxo
Hungry shneeps!
Next time we will go and find cows with fringes (I know where they live)
a date with peonies?!? could i be more jealous?! probably not...
I loved everything about Scotland except the really LOUD boys with pints roaming the streets until 6am. But I think that was a special case for the Fringe Festival.
I take that back. I loved the boys. Sexiest accent EVER. It was just the roaming the streets bit that got a little tiresome.
p.s. PEONIES.
Uh oh! My other favorite rap about tea has some serious competition!
http://tinyurl.com/gvs7v
I want a pith helmet...
dear first milk and peonies and elizabeth: i too understand the joys of the castle and the cobblestones and the hungry sheep. and i know precisely which cardamom buns you tasted - they are made by the hands of my favourite peter. i miss that place.
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